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pop out - littlejohn4k lyrics

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[hook]
my lil’ n*gga done died, again
i can’t think straight
crying but these tears don’t really mean sh*t, it can’t help pain
f*ck you and that b*tch that was talkin sh*t, ready to pop out
feelin’ like i’m finna crash out in this b*tch, let’s rock out

[verse 1]
how you lose the same soul twice, i just don’t get that
the closest n*gga to me in the world, i just can’t get back
my girl say she alone, say she miss me, can i come home
pain got me so f*cked up in the head, i’m tryna bounce back
remember we would post up in the halls, vance high school
you wouldn’t catch me without a ball, that’s when life was easy
evеrybody was wit me, we ain’t have to worry ‘bout sh*t
all you seen was big smilеs then n*ggas start hittin’ l!cks
my n*gga mal he died first i swear that sh*t was greasy
wish he could’ve rode wit me one last time, but he had to leave me
then i got that call one day that lucio was gone too
i dropped down to my knees and prayed for all my wrong doings
had the hood influenced, went to college can’t let nothin’ stop me

fell outta love wit a selfish b*tch and start gettin’ c*cky
like, who gon’ stop me, pass the work, i bet i get it gone
then i look at my phone, it’s lil’ mikey say he coming home
he tryna stay wit me, so f*ck it i’ma put him on
i showed em how to get it out the mud and on his own
ain’t gotta give a n*gga sh*t when you do that sh*t alone
come back from the club get another call that mikey gone
he was ridin’ a bike to the store, drunk driver hit ‘em head on
like d*mn, why me? why the people that i love gone?
love just don’t live here nomore like f*ck a love song
this life is f*ckin’ crazy, can’t believe my n*ggas gone
[hook]
my lil’ n*gga done died, again
i can’t think straight
crying but these tears don’t really mean sh*t, it can’t help pain
f*ck you and that b*tch that was talkin sh*t, ready to pop out
feelin’ like i’m finna crash out in this b*tch, let’s rock out

[hook]
my lil’ n*gga done died, again
i can’t think straight
crying but these tears don’t really mean sh*t, it can’t help pain
f*ck you and that b*tch that was talkin sh*t, ready to pop out
feelin’ like i’m finna crash out in this b*tch, let’s rock out

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