paroles de chanson Double Crossed (feat. JA13N) - Saint Rose
What
the
fuck
happened
What
the
fuck
happened
What
the
fuck
happened
What
the
fuck,
what
the
fuck
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I've
been
sippin'
on
the
liquor
I
just
put
some
bag
in
my
system
I
might
be
the
last
one
you're
missin'
I
just
passed
on
her
sister
She
was
kind
of
bad,
I
ain't
trippin'
Know
my
shawty
gas
and
I'm
hittin'
I
know
math
like
maticious
Add
it
up
and
pass
to
my
niggas
Gotta
get
the
bag
'cause
we
different
Know
them
niggas
mad
in
my
city
They
just
had
to
grab
another
victim
Know
this
shit
get
bad
when
you
winnin'
What
the
fuck
happened
All
the
time
that
we
lost,
all
the
smiles
dead
and
gone,
something's
wrong,
man
What
the
fuck
happened
All
the
love
in
my
heart
wasn't
love
from
the
start,
double
crossed,
man
What
the
fuck
happened
Aye,
what
the
fuck,
what
the
fuck
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I've
been
swervin'
in
that
fast
lane,
tryna
get
my
bag
straight
Pour
another
four
up
for
my
brothas
in
a
bad
way
Tryna
get
that
money,
been
ashin'
up
in
the
ashtray
I'm
just
tryna
sit
my
cuban
link
up
in
a
glass
case
Tryna
get
to
that
bread,
nah
I
don't
even
know
why
these
niggas
they
hatin'
on
me
Homie
don't
even
know
me,
nigga,
I'll
call
my
zombie
With
it
so
we
might
shoot
through
yo
fitted
like
Ambercrombie
OV,
told
that
shawty,
better
call
me
Creepin'
on
a
come
up,
I've
been
thuggin'
by
my
lonely
Nobody
through
the
years,
nobody
through
the
tears
It's
a
lot
of
things
I
had
to
overcome
just
to
be
here
And
ain't
no
one
with
me
now,
can't
let
that
shit
get
me
down
'Cause
me
and
my
niggas
really
done
came
from
a
long
way
Anybody
got
a
problem,
get
it
poppin'
broad
day
We
hot
on
some
Pompeii,
spit
lava
like
raw
flames
I've
been
sippin'
on
the
liquor
I
just
put
some
bag
in
my
system
I
might
be
the
last
one
you're
missin'
I
just
passed
on
her
sister
She
was
kind
of
bad,
I
ain't
trippin'
Know
my
shawty
gas
and
I'm
hittin'
I
know
math
like
maticious
Add
it
up
and
pass
to
my
niggas
Gotta
get
the
bag
'cause
we
different
Know
them
niggas
mad
in
my
city
They
just
had
to
grab
another
victim
Know
this
shit
get
bad
when
you
winnin'
Okay,
got
a
lot
up
on
my
mind
Made
it
out
that
drought,
nigga,
all
it
took
was
time
Come
up,
'til
the
sun
up,
they
will
never
block
my
shine
And
it's
Roseworld
forever,
nigga,
'til
the
day
I
die
Yeah,
see
that
fake
shit
through
a
blindfold
So
fake,
they
be
hatin'
with
they
eyes
closed
Tryna
be
my
rivals,
right
hand
on
the
bible
One
thing
for
certain,
they
will
never
know
what
I
know
Stayin'
solid,
ten
toes
until
my
last
breath
I'm
taking
mines,
I
ain't
get
too
many
chances
Only
those
who
are
devoted
gon'
win
the
fastest
Battling
these
demons
latchin'
on
me
like
a
magnet
Niggas
hatin'
on
me
but
I
don't
get
distracted
Brody
keep
a
ratchet,
I
know
he
gon'
blast
it
I
miss
Grandma
Rose,
I
ain't
even
see
her
casket
They
will
never
know
what
I've
been
through,
it
was
tragic
I've
been
sippin'
on
the
liquor
I
just
put
some
bag
in
my
system
I
might
be
the
last
one
you're
missin'
I
just
passed
on
her
sister
She
was
kind
of
bad,
I
ain't
trippin'
Know
my
shawty
gas
and
I'm
hittin'
I
know
math
like
maticious
Add
it
up
and
pass
to
my
niggas
Gotta
get
the
bag
'cause
we
different
Know
them
niggas
mad
in
my
city
They
just
had
to
grab
another
victim
Know
this
shit
get
bad
when
you
winnin'
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