Kookup, what's up? Palaze, what you cookin'? Why you lie to me? What I do to you?
I can't run away from my problems all the time (I can't run away) That's just killin', no I was down bad I was jealous, I was insecure Niggas think that they ya' mans, with them Glock, with them extended four Have you ever failed? Ain't no reason to let 'em for Every day I'm feelin' lavish, I've been eatin' floor Can I be in your body, babygirl, until your ribs is sore? Thought you were my dawg, to be real, he do not call me (I know he don't) I hop out with that chop and have them lil' nigga all runnin'
When I was live, couldn't get there, it's coffin Only reason you wanna come now, 'cause I got me a lil' Slept on the floor, at least keep me warm But a young nigga couldn't fall from it Had to go get it on my own You left me to starve I was a dog, that was pickin' the bone Got the big chop All of my brothers gon' spray the cologne Some nigga got cropped Couldn't get the frame, when the picture was shown And the world full of evil people, sometimes feelin' like I'm livin' alone
I can't run away from my problems all the time That's just killin', no (I can't run away) I was down bad I was jealous, I was insecure Niggas think that they ya' mans, with them Glock, with them extended four Have you ever failed? Ain't no reason to let 'em for Every day I'm feelin' lavish, I've been eatin' floor Can I be in your body, babygirl, until your ribs is sore? Thought you were my dawg, to be real, he do not call me (I know he don't) I hop out with that chop and have them lil' nigga all runnin'
Compositores: Christoffer Buchardt (Prod. Palaze), Haile Malik Salaam (Xanman), Daniel Nduwimana ECAD: Obra #29806176