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Christopher Wright
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Aye
Aye gang
Aye look aye aye
I don't even know how you even expect me to love you
I'm stuck in these streets
You know I'm waist deep
All a **** know is hustle
I don't need a reason
You ain't do shit but I promise I still won't trust
**** gonn hate before they love you
How you expect me to show you some love and you ain't never been through the struggle
These **** so fake I could feel it in my muscles
Swear I could feel it in my soul
I done see it in my face that's why my heart so cold
I don't trust shit
I don't trust no bitch
All my trust I'll put in my pole
I just wanna up it and blow aye
I just wanna cock and reload aye
She just wanna suck me and go
So many broken hearts since we lost Cait I thought I lost faith
And being outside I done realized that my next play could be my last play
I miss slay so much
And now skee gone
Sometimes it feels wrong like
I don't know what the fuck to say
I don't know what the fuck to think
But if they say ya name then it's up for days
So many broken hearts it's still fuck everyone who ain't rocking with us
**** be mad they ain't poppin' with us
At Ruth Chris eating steak and lobsters with us
Now I finally understand why they watching us
Like you could do what I do and I'll still do it better
**** be cappin' they ain't gettin no cheddar
Getting all this pape and I still feel fed up
They don't understand it'll never get better
Like what the fuck can I do
All these broken days
All these broken hearts
They could never say I'm switching my crew
In the name of
Written by: Christopher Wright