Slimmy B - Call On текст песни

Текст песни Call On - Slimmy B



Young rich nigga, I got flaws though
So much pain it feel like a nigga heart gone
They told on my brother Meech now my dog gone
Like my brother G said I want my dog home
In that Benz remember when I used to walk home
I just wonder who gon' be there when it's all gone
Niggas sayin' they gon' kill me callin' my phone
Goin' through some thangs wit' nobody I can call on
Hatin' niggas hatin' bitches I'ma ball on
Snake niggas, fake bitches I'ma ball on
Cop niggas opp niggas, want 'em all gone
Put that beam on a nigga like a barcode
I had love for you niggas now my heart cold
Coulda took the school route, this what my heart chose
Tryna stay up out the way and leave the block alone
But I ain't duckin' no funk I want all smoke
Wit' the pop outs, don't make me bring them chops out
Used to be a broke nigga but I'm not now
I can't stop now shootin' for the top now
And anybody in my way gettin' knocked down
Finna cop that Bentley coupe and let that top down
Big Glock all sticks ain't no stocks out
Applyin' pressure and I put that shit on my child
And I finished high school I ain't no dropout
Money can't make a nigga happy, yeah that shit real
Bought everything I ever wanted and I still feel
Catch a opp in traffic, bullets flyin' at that windshield
Remember tryna take my life I took ten pills
But I'm still here, and I'm still grindin'
Forget these suicide thoughts, yeah I'm still tryin'
I lost niggas, I lost family and I'm still cryin'
Demons tryna take my soul but I'm still fightin'
Suckas still loud walkin' so we still slidin'
Niggas sayin' they outside but they still hidin'
Tellin' hoes that I love 'em, yeah I'm still lyin'
I put Julie through so much and she still ridin'
I owe her ass the world and I'ma give it to her
Want a nigga to be loyal, I'ma give it to her
The family that she never had, I'ma give it to her
When I take that knee, that diamond ring I'ma give it to her
Tryna get my life right, I know it take time
Million dollar deals on the table I can't waste time
All black 23 I'm rockin' wit' that Draymond
And I'll be damned if I let a nigga take mine
Choppa have a nigga singin' like he Akon
In a room full of bad bitches like I'm Kreayshawn
Shit real up in these streets ain't no play time
And how the fuck y'all gettin' money but can't make bond?
Young rich nigga, I got flaws though
So much paint it feel like a nigga heart gone
They told on my brother Meech now my dog gone
Like my brother G said I want my dog home
In that Benz remember when I used to walk home
I just wonder who gon' be there when it's all gone
Niggas sayin' they gon' kill me callin' my phone
Goin' through some thangs wit' nobody I can call on



Авторы: Writer Unknown, Jabbar Brown


Slimmy B - Feel My Pain
Альбом Feel My Pain
дата релиза
06-07-2018




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