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Tariq Roberts
Tariq Roberts
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Eighty 8
Eighty 8
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Amartmusic
Amartmusic
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Lyrics

(Let that shit ride, Eighty 8)
Wait for me, I'm not far behind
I know that I can change
Remembering, all of those nights
Beneath the window frame
Don't know why
We keep going round and round at the same place
Can't decide
To live my life on a ground of another space
This shit get weirder by the day
I'm so close to deletin' socials, everything I see be fake
Gun tucked, don't need a holster, I don't care if it's broad day
Put that **** on a poster, my objective for today
Stop goin' to church, but I still pray
She don't know that I still love her, but these bitches in my way
You not gon' love me like my mother, get the fuck up out my face
Everybody from the struggle, what you gon' do for a plate?
I ain't Nipsey but I hustle, think I found my better way
Ain't no competition, tryna outdo the old me
I been tryna get it, so if you love me show me
Cause this shit get wicked, these **** playin' both teams
I am really with it, can't let no **** hoe me
Ain't no competition, tryna outdo the old me
I been tryna get it, so if you love me show me
Cause this shit get wicked, these **** playin' both teams
I am really with it, can't let no **** hoe me
Wait for me, I'm not far behind
I know that I can change
Remembering, all of those nights
Beneath the window frame
Don't know why
We keep going round and round at the same place
Can't decide
To live my life on a ground of another space
They don't know the feelin'
Mama raisin' them four children
Tryna figure out what the next meal is
They don't know that feelin'
Granny don't know her grandson dealin'
But he tellin' her that he runnin' a business
They don't know that feelin'
His heart hurt, and he still healin'
His ex bitch still tryna play the victim
They don't know that feelin'
See all the roaches get the squealin'
Cause somebody forgot to clean the kitchen
Why they tryna act like that they really know what's best for me?
Why these **** think they can stand next to me?
I know no **** checkin' me
**** tryna play like they be helpin' me
But I been had the recipe
I know that these **** really scared of me
And I know that these **** ain't ahead of me
My bro I got you especially
My ****, I won't let 'em tell me rest in peace
And we make **** checkout like a registry, my aunty Gracy heavenly
I swear if she was here I'd be a better me
Wait for me, I'm not far behind
I know that I can change
Remembering, all of those nights
Beneath the window frame
Don't know why
We keep going round and round at the same place
Can't decide
Written by: Amartmusic, Eighty 8, Tariq Roberts
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