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Where you was at when I was hurt and you was gone
They wanna shoot me, really hate me cause I'm on
I'm from the hood, back to back with zones
Ain't no more trippin', I've been trappin' on my phone
In the sky, I'm so far off, you can't see me
If I die, want this * to hit the TV
I don't know why, but I flooded out my neck with VB
Got so much green on me, now they callin' me Louie
Cardi, I brace it, been shoppin' at Macy's
I keep a red bottle, my shoes don't got laces
I come from the bando, I come from the basic
And I'm free for the night, if you wanna come take it
But this the life I chose, this the life I live
Baby mama sayin' I ain't takin' care of my kids
But I've been grindin', tryna make it to the fuckin' M
And these pussy niggas hate on him
Niggas jackin' in my hood, got that nine on me
I'm really trappin' in my hood, I get my grind on me
And my Roller come from Russia, got different time zones, me
I'm goin' harder than I ever did, times three
Look in the sky, you gon' see me next to a plane
Look in my eyes, I can't cope with all this pain
He got one and I got one, but I swear we not the same
They went to me, we ain't one, niggas change
Where you was at when I was hurtin', you was gone
They wanna shoot me, really hate me, cause I'm on
I'm from the hood, back to back with zones
Ain't no more trippin', I've been trappin' on my
In the sky, I'm so far off, you can't see me
If I die, I ain't want this * to hit the TV
I don't know why, but I flooded from my neck
Baby, you got so much cream on me, now they callin' me Louie
You can just turn to my telephone
My lil' nigga gotta hit me from the telephone
Havin' all the birds like a scarecrow
The way you talkin' on the phone, you know you dead wrong
Look, strawberry paint, I had to fill up the bank
I had to get up the rank, I had to fill up the tank
I'm goin' hard when they ain't
I'm goin' hard when they can't
I'm goin' hard in the paint, yeah
I'm havin' all the birds like a scarecrow
I'm havin' all the birds like a scarecrow
I really want some pride when we can air it out
I be in them streets, what they gon' talk about?
I come from a place where they don't make it out
Murder on mind, got death on the brain
Them niggas bout to drop me insane
You play with my nigga, then * you the nigga
We bout to pull up with them thangs
I sent a lil' hit to my niggas, them killers, they ready to die by the chain
I don't have no state, shoot first at the gate
And they say first when I aim down
Where you was at when I was hurt and you was gone?
They wanna shoot me, really hate me, cause I'm on
I'm from the hood, back to back, was on
Ain't no more trippin', I've been trappin' on my phone
In the sky, I'm so far off, you can't see me
If I die, I want this * to hit the TV
I don't know why, but I flooded out, my neck will VV
Got so much green on me, now they callin' me loose
I'm so far off, you can't see me