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Just left the Bahamas with Justin Bieber Prayin' for me over FaceTime 'bout two years back's the last I seen him Forty thousand feet up in the sky, reflectin' back by my house Some of my guys got murdered and damn, I feel lost in this lonely road With no highs and only lows, and no ties, only goals And spittin' like I'm tryna put my dentures in that .44 I'm at the 40/40, tryna find a shawty for me And soon it's rendezvous and hoes actin' naughty, naughty And not by nature, I drop by paper I think of times when I didn't have it, hoes used to laugh it, laugh it Now I'm lookin' back like, "Damn, shawty, what happened, happened?" Now they like, "What's happenin'?", I'm likе, "Cool, whatever happenеd, happened" (Yeah) Come throw that ass back, I still tag it, still slap it I got word you threw a hundred on my head, well, I'm laughin', hmm That's the only time you'll see me dead I see green and money, I see problems, I see red So much drama and the stress inside my mind I'm tryna ch-chill, I'm talkin' tears, used to shop at Sears These niggas used to pop their mouth but had no heart to see us Old friends turnin' to haters and then, we done go major again I'm in a state of revenge, fuck all that fakes fightin', nigga, that playin' pretend Ain't no makin' amends, all light sable play in the Benz like Finding myself, make mistakes All the signs don't break Know that I'm hard headed Letras de cancionesI'm so sorry but that's why I wonder If these niggas really are down Or am I just holdin' it down? Oh, yeah Will these bitches really be around when I'm down? That's what I wonder I had to have my heart broke down Now you tryna start goin' down, back there I guarantee they won't be around That's why I wonder Yeah I'm gettin' texts from women I had some mess with Hoes I used to text the "X" and "O" and now they textin', "SOS", just to save 'em from the ex they got in bed with It's crazy how them acronyms work I live a good life at Taboo in Miami, it's bad bitches throwin' ass at my work I know they mad, they hurt that I'm throwin' cash and then splurgin' I'm stuntin' hard, the Cullinan rim caps, still here scratchin' the curb, my gosh I wouldn't dress my son superfly 'til he turn five Rather not see him hypnotize to material lies Nothin' like his daddy who be overdriven by design Late night, fuckin' stripper bitches, livin' out of line Finding myself, make mistakes All the signs don't break Know that I'm hard headed I'm so sorry but that's why I wonder If these niggas really are down Or am I just holdin' it down? Oh, yeah Will these bitches really be around when I'm down? That's what I wonder I had to have my heart broke down Now you tryna start goin' down, back there I guarantee they won't be around That's why I wonder Get in my head, goin' sideways Everything you said on replay Get in my head, goin' sideways Everything you said on replay From Letras Mania