| I got women callin' my phone like I owe them somethin'
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| It’s kinda my fault, I guess I showed them somethin'
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| No shit, I treat my dick like it’s a loaded gun
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| Point that shit away these hoes, gon' blow or come
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| No disrespect when I say, if you love me better fuck me
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| Like you 'bout to lose your place to the girl next door
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| And hell no, I don’t want her, I’m just giving you incentive
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| Inspiration before I go on these sold out tours
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| Got this pretty brown-brown, watch her go wild
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| Found her confidence, so she a pro now
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| Your man a clone, quick, come down to zone 6
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| Treat you to hot wings like it’s some fancy shit
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| Hot lemon pepper guip, that mean it’s wet as shit
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| Don’t question what I earn, I put that on my wrist (wrist)
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| Wait until a nigga get home, listen, nigga got the shit on
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| But I’m going for these spouses
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| I can pull 'em with the flip phone (brr)
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| Time, all I’m ever askin' for is time
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| I just needed time to clear my mind
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| What I want is already mine
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| Needed a little time
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| All I’m ever askin' for is time
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| I just needed time to clear my mind
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| What I want is already mine
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| I got people I don’t know expecting something from me
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| Could let it throw me off but man it’s nothin' to me
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| «More money, more problems"that ain’t no lie, I swear
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| Say I’ma take a break, but that’s the only lie I tell
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| We made it past ten-thousand hours, lot of power
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| Now I’m fully loaded, fresh off Moreland ave
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| Now I’m in my bag, ain’t no care
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| East side on my back, daughter on my back
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| She a Kirkwood baby, puttin' in work little baby, uh
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| This is a message for y’all (y'all)
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| Making my way through the fall (fall)
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| Loaded we came for it all (all)
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| You only came here to ball (ball)
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| Don’t shit happen by chance over here
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| I pray to God and then I conquer my fears
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| Since then I done took care of my fam
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| Took care of myself, took care of my health
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| And that ain’t no 360, that’s a 180
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| I got one baby, that’s one lady I’ma answer to
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| She be the reason I’m righting my wrongs and shit
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| Love is the reason I’m writing these songs and shit
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Loaded Gun , by - 6LACK. Song from the album East Atlanta Love Letter, in the genre R&B