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Nice watch More than the car’s worth What are you, a rapper? Suttin' like that (Rah, it's BKay, unah) (Pipe it up, PJ) Yo, yo I don’t know what it is, but this one’s different I can’t lie, she just does something to me (I don’t know) I swear them cells were hundred degrees Now I’m road, babe said, “You coming for me” No love left, my heart’s running on E This relationship might be trouble for me She’s rubbing my hair while I’m falling asleep I don’t wanna go out, I’m stuck in the streets Ain’t left my pad for 48 hours I dunno why these screws ain’t letting me out All I’m thinking ’bout is you And that when I touch I’ll be sеttling down (True) She said, “I know it’s the thought that counts But, babе, when you’re out you’re never about” (I’m trapping) I know it don’t make sense But I’m only doing wrong to better myself (Real talk) All them times on the blue phone, it done that beep Letras de cancionesI know your heart would sink Only got half a bar on the tizz I’m pissed off that this rarj don’t fit (Stress) I never tell you my release date I just turn up like, “Hello! Surprise!” (I’m home) Ay, baby girl, don’t cry All that water’s gonna ruin your eyes I was 12 years old in the flats with my knife I weren’t even trapping, just tryna survive (Bow!) Nothing ain’t dead, but I try I owe that to all my niggas that’s died (Woosh) Girl, where you wanna go? We can fly As long as I got a soldier on my line The way you look back when I hit it from behind One hand on your neck, one hand on your spine VO’s on the weekend You fill up the table, crisps and sweets Them man that said that they had me I ain’t even heard from them niggas in weeks (Pussies) Or matter of fact, my whole bird They ain’t even wrote or sent no P's It’s crazy because I do a lot of shit for niggas Inside and out them streets You know how it goes when you first get bagged Everyone’s upset and putting up throwbacks These times I can’t sleep at night But you ain’t checked in, so you wouldn’t even know that This little slag off the ends had the cheek to write me And say she want some closure More time I wanna go off the rails But I just kick back and hold composure Green sheets and orange blankets Why you think my back’s filled up with marks But it’s the trauma I see with my eyes Anything physical I can heal them scars I got bagged in this hot Range Rover The judge try say I was stealing cars He thinks he’s got it all figured But really he don’t even know the half You’re probably wondering why I ain’t called I’m just going through shit that I can’t explain I’m with a battle with my mind every day Where I feel caged in and I can’t escape (Okay) Where I’m from you gotta have the coldest heart To survive in the warmest place But right now I got you and that’s all I need So I can’t complain You ever been ghost on a visit Paranoid thinking that everyone’s laughing On the way back to the wing to banged up Pissed cah I was just braffin First couple days no canteen Default meals from servery, starving (Stress) Night staff tryna creep ’round Signal detectors can hear them marching (Dickheads) I ain’t ever been good at phone sex Dunno what to say, I just wanna fuck I got all your pics on my wall My pad-mate laughs and says I’m in love Do I sound less of a man If I say that sometimes I say I just want a hug Sometimes I take you for granted Having you at home when I’m trapped in the jug Ahh shit your pussy so good I get mad at niggas that you spoke to before me I know it ain’t just lust ’cause we can still chill Even when I ain’t horny Makes me laugh when I see girls in my DMs Twelve months ago they woulda ignored me But no one can’t take your place I was flat on my face, you was right there, shorty I told you I’ma show you the world You always respond, “That’s the jail brain talking” I can’t cap, my life’s too real I gotta go sleep with my sim in my foreskin Flashbacks to when I had your legs shaking Now you got a temporary limp when you’re walking Or the real intense late sessions When I had you on the floor all crawling I don’t know what it is, but this one’s different I can’t lie, she just does something to me I swear them cells were hundred degrees Now I’m road, babe said, “You coming for me" (Rah, it's BKay, unah) No love left, my heart’s running on E This relationship might be trouble for me Rubbing my hair while I’m falling asleep I don’t wanna go out, I’m stuck in the streets From Letras Mania