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Дата выпуска: 16.01.2024
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Язык песни: Английский
Without You (Dripped & Screwed) |
Sad ass shit man |
Oowee |
I gave so many niggas chances to advance |
These niggas rather tussle with they girlfriend than tussle with these bands |
I had to make a different plan for my hands |
These niggas still be happy from the stands |
How the fuck you feel like a man? ridin' anotha' dick |
I ain’t never love my mama, how could I love a bitch? |
She chose to smoke the crumbs from bricks, I chose to go from crumbs to bricks |
It made me fit, my body immune the shit that made me quit |
Shit I ain’t never have no cold, my mama made it sick |
I ain’t had no kisses |
All my birthdays, I ain’t have no wishes |
Like, how the fuck is this kitchen dirty when we ain’t have no dishes? |
My life was vicious |
My mama ah leave me for a month, with chicken |
At her cousin house where she out smokin' with some nigga triggin' |
I sure but different |
My daddy was a security guard in a picket |
Checking for people ID’s as they walked up in they business |
No paper views, see my daddy could barely pay for shoes |
I used to wish he was The Rock, I wouldn’t grabbed the tool |
I made the news, same age I was still makin' grades in school |
The only reason I got rich because I hate to lose |
I made the crews and I ain’t have nobody shit to use |
I ain’t have nobody whip to move, I kept it smooth, and pushed it through |
(Without you, without you in my life) |
Without you |
Without you |
I did this shit without you |
I did this shit without you |
I ain’t never had no assistance |
I did this on my own, I was gifted |
Nobody stood next to me, I used my own logistics |
I been prolific, look up in the sky, R.I.P to Nipsey |
Ah damn shame when you can’t trust your set or your city |
It such a pity cause this the shit that we love more than titties (This shit is |
silly) |
But now that shit turnt over, we in Miami counting millys |
Jet skis on the water, we got sixers out from Philly, tryna score sumn |
Every bitch walk in this mansion, tryna hold sumn |
My bunny took off with his ice, the bitch call it snow running |
Fasho hunnids, it ain’t no mo 5's up in these stacks buddy |
We buying buildings, built from scratch buddy, relax buddy |
I did it without you |
On sauce |
I did |
You shoulda stood in there nigga |
10 toes down |
You shoulda kept yo feet to the muthafuckin' ground |
Shoulda kept yo mouth closed, you shouldn’t made a sound |
All that bumpin' bout these millions, sayin' you gon hold it down |
But when that pressure turnt on you, you was the first to move around |
(Without you, without you in my life) |
(Without you, without you in my life) |