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230 - noodah05 lyrics

[intro]
(what’s happenin’, chi chi?)

[chorus]
we all tryna run from the devil, we know that he follow
i been sippin’ on this lean, hope it k!ll all my problems
i be thinkin’ to myself, “how the f*ck they k!lled collins?”
that sh*t was love every time, he was more than a partner
we was in the mall, duke saw an opp, i begged him not to pop him
i’m still a savage, told him my heart was tellin’ me try to stop him
i talked to boosie on the phone, he said, “keep your gun, stay cautious”
that sh*t is sad, we k!ll each other, don’t know how to prosper

[verse 1]
we all k!ll, but it hurt when they takе one of ours
we start bustin’ on them guns and that sh*t givе us power
you in the streets, you tote your fire, you might as well say your vows
to make your family cry a river, might as well grab a towel
they spray his block up with a stick, i hit back, but godd*mn
that sh*t there catch me off*guard, you chillin’, hear them rounds
i survived, i’m still hear, i watch all my surround
free the guys, yeah, we the guys, they get back, goin’ down
2:30, baby, won’t you meet me by the benz?
you drop the addy, it go down, we spinnin’ in the bend
won’t cry for opps, i cry for friends, i know they tied in
lawyer cannot be questioning when you was sliding
2:30, baby, won’t you meet me by the bean?
send the addy on an opp, you know we goin’ in
matter fact, i got a show tonight (yeah, yeah)
i’ll just send the bro to slide
[chorus]
we all tryna run from the devil, we know that he follow
i been sippin’ on this lean, hope it k!ll all my problems
i be thinkin’ to myself, “how the f*ck they k!lled collins?”
that sh*t was love every time, he was more than a partner
we was in the mall, duke saw an opp, i begged him not to pop him
i’m still a savage, told him my heart was tellin’ me try to stop him
i talked to boosie on the phone, he said, “keep your gun, stay cautious”
that sh*t is sad, we k!ll each other, don’t know how to prosper

[verse 2]
10:30, comin’ in the house, i got the stick
the reaper callin’, people callin’, know i’m droppin’ hits
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the hits that make you listen (not no song, bro)
but i’m talkin’ ’bout the hits that make a quick ten (they make a gun blow)
bustin’ his gun, he mad, he know that they out there f*ckin’ on his baby mom
baby, let’s have us some fun
lil’ f*ck n*gga play, off with his head, he gone
n*ggas must thought i was done
i’m doin’ whatever, all on side my songs
he must think i’m dumb
i’m way different from what i was on
cat done got your tongue
speak your mind, don’t sit there like you numb
n*ggas know i ain’t frontin’
they know that i really came from nothin’
[chorus]
we all tryna run from the devil, we know that he follow
i been sippin’ on this lean, hope it k!ll all my problems
i be thinkin’ to myself, “how the f*ck they k!lled collins?”
that sh*t was love every time, he was more than a partner
we was in the mall, duke saw an opp, i begged him not to pop him
i’m still a savage, told him my heart was tellin’ me try to stop him
i talked to boosie on the phone, he said, “keep your gun, stay cautious”
that sh*t is sad, we k!ll each other, don’t know how to prosper

[outro]
two*thirty, baby, won’t you meet me by the bean?
i been sippin’ on this lean, hope it k!ll all my problems
that sh*t is sad, we k!ll each other, don’t know how to prosper
thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
will i see you at the show tonight?
will i see you at the show tonight?
(what’s happenin’, chi chi?)

- noodah05 lyrics

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