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i'm guilty - louie ray lyrics

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[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
(ayy, [?], you made this?)
yeah
yeah
ayy

[chorus]
i be puttin’ on, i’m busy
way that i spin, i’m dizzy
you was not twin, you don’t fit me
rich like the twins, i’m filthy
convict me for pape’, i’m guilty
life all gucci, i’m guilty
f*ckin’ these hoes, i’m guilty
blew a half an m, i’m guilty

[verse 1]
head be everywhere, i ain’t really got screws with my n*gga
you might see fifteen or twenty guns here, but these my tools, n*gga
ain’t got nothin’ to prove, my n*gga
i ain’t tryna lose my n*ggas
i don’t ever use my n*ggas
i went to school with my n*ggas (yeah)
i bought cars, clothes, got a lot of hoes, did views with my n*ggas
i ain’t never fell out with nonе of ’em, really, i’m cool with my n*ggas
ayy, that stuntin’ sh*t that you think stuntin’ ain’t movin’ my n*ggas
i can get cold, i’m vicious, i can gеt close like inches
[chorus]
i be puttin’ on, i’m busy
way that i spin, i’m dizzy
you was not twin, you don’t fit me
rich like the twins, i’m filthy
convict me for pape’, i’m guilty
life all gucci, i’m guilty
f*ckin’ these hoes, i’m guilty
(i blew a million, i’m guilty)

[verse 2]
i be havin’ big and small issues, [?] and them the one to call issues
usually i be tryna solve issues
i can feel the tension, what’s y’all issue?
but that’s what gettin’ no pape’ get you
i ain’t comin’ here to play with you
n*ggas come around me to soak sauce up, better take some with you
tryna get some money, i can get you
bills get stressful, i get you
had to trap to eat, i get you
long as you with me, i’m with you
we was on the east side with a broke dose, sellin’ hard out the window
n*gga, a new car to me back then was a motherf*ckin’ rental
rich had the block locked, i miss you
had to get the guap, i get you
listen to my granny, ‘member growin’ up, i’m a street smart individual
tired of bein’ lost, i get you
wanna be a boss, i get you
n*gga, if you got pape’, then we both got our bankrolls, fumble with you
uh, tryna get some money out me not doin’ nothin’, i don’t get you
ayy, n*ggas want assignments for somethin’ i don’t do and i don’t issue
i ain’t the type of n*gga you could just cut loose, i don’t miss you
if i said somethin’, most likely, it’s the truth, i don’t diss you

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