歌词
They wonder why I would ever leave the game
'Cause they was speakin' on me
When them people came
I just want the money I dont need the fame
And RIP to the Jack the band
Never be the same, JA
The **** game it tried to pull me in
I was countin' ******* money with Peruvians
Tryna shake broke *******
Yeah I'm on the move again
Back to sendin' boxes out
I turn two to ten
Man this money feel good
But it's temporarily
This **** don't last
I'm smokin' at the cemetary
Thinkin' bout my homeboys the ****
We did was legendary
I be spendin' outdoor money all February
Every time I leave
They try to pull me in
Headshots, dead bodies though
I'm tired of losin' friends
Phone clickin'
Drug money got me on the move again
Freedom, nah that's somethin'
I can't lose again
Every time I leave
They try to pull me in
Headshots, dead bodies though
I'm tired of losin' friends
Phone clickin'
Drug money got me on the move again
Freedom, nah that's somethin'
I can't lose again
When I die, will they forget my name
And don't cry
'Cause I don't miss the pain
I love my daughter, yeah I miss her face
Lil bro got me
Make sure the kids are safe
All the drama tryna pull me in
**** you too, yeah go ahead
And lose with them
You with the ****. Go ahead
And prove it then
We keep cannons stray bullets
On the loose again
I'm in my Benz ridin' through Marin
Blue pills, duffel bags full of
Big blue bills to spend
When we touch down we open up boxes
I'mma ball all summer with my profit
We live to die young
Every time I leave they try to pull me in
Headshots, dead bodies though
I'm tired of losin' friends
Phone clickin'
Drug money got me on the move again
Freedom, nah that's somethin'
I can't lose again
Every time I leave they try to pull me in
Headshots, dead bodies though
I'm tired of losin' friends
Phone clickin'
Drug money got me on the move again
Freedom, nah that's somethin'
I can't lose again
Next to God I got no fear
All I lost it's been a cold year
Pain got me numb, ain't no more tears
Pray to fly away but ain't no lears
Thinkin' bout Jack
I'm thinkin' bout my brother
Think he doin' life
I'd hate to be my mother
Homie say they love us why they undercover
Talkin' to the people
Came up from the gutta
**** 'em, I stay out of their way
No love I ride around with the K
God got me, in the night I don't pray
Gotta to what's best for Trae
Used to be a cool *****
All that **** ****
Turned me into a fool *****
**** real
I can show you what to do *****
That's 1 triple 0 times 2 *****
In the field
With that late night, no lights
For my ****** in the pen give no kites
Tryna win ***** **** seeing slow nights
I ain't tryna hear **** ***** show right
Haters, I don't understand them
I'm tryna live
I'm tryna see that Phantom
Look at this wrist
I dropped a 100 band on
King of the city why they wanna ban him
Every time I leave
They try to pull me in
Headshots, dead bodies though
I'm tired of losin' friends
Phone clickin'
Drug money got me on the move again
Freedom, nah that's somethin'
I can't lose again
Every time I leave
They try to pull me in
Headshots, dead bodies though
I'm tired of losin' friends
Phone clickin'
Drug money got me on the move again
Freedom, nah that's somethin'
I can't lose again
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