| Lately, I’ve been in my feelings like a hoe
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| I ain’t been really having hope
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| 'Cause I’ve been missing my bro
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| I was at the polls in a Gucci Peacoat
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| Tryna tell all y’all bitch-ass niggas, «Come vote»
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| Damn bruh, you weren’t the only one that felt alone
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| I be feeling lonely too, I probably say it every song
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| Looking at my nieces, broke me down to pieces
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| Crying at the hospital, asking why you leave us
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| Looking at my nephew and he think his daddy breathing
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| But his daddy took his life and we can’t get it back
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| Damn, nigga
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| Before I let you do that, I would have killed a hundred niggas
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| Where the fuck them hundred niggas at?
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| And you the reason that your baby brother cutthroat
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| You the reason baby brother love gun smoke
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| I was playing with your guns in the closet
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| Would have had a bullet in it, probably would have popped it
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| We grew up around drugs, sex, poverty and violence
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| Wasn’t hard to tell in high school, you caught a body
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| 'Cause when you walked in, I saw the way you looked at mommy
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| I saw everything nigga
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| I’m your baby brother, nigga
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| Yeah, when you walked in, I seen that look in your eyes
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| You told me that you got some demons
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| Told me back then that you weren’t scared to die
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| You told me you already seen it
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| I was ten years old, nigga
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| You and Ri was tryna make me be a good boy
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| I was tryna be my big bro, nigga
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| I was born in this shit, they had the hood, so
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| Ain’t nobody touch me, 'cause they know, nigga
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| Could’ve talked you out that stupid-ass shit
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| But I was busy talking niggas into voting, nigga
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| Man, fuck the president
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| Long live G, nigga
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| Lately, I’ve been in my feelings like a hoe
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| I ain’t been really having hope
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| 'Cause I’ve been missing my bro
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| I was at the polls in a Gucci Peacoat
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| Tryna tell all y’all bitch-ass niggas, «Come vote»
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| Damn bruh, you weren’t the only one that felt alone
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| I be feeling lonely too, I probably say it every song
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| Looking at my nieces, broke me down to pieces
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| Crying at the hospital, asking why you leave us
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| Man bro, I was just calling to tell you thank you, man
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| You know, uh
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| I ain’t never seen you in the position that you were in today
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| As a grown-ass man, as an individual
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| As you just being who you are
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| I AIN’T NO BETTER THAN YOU
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| But what you’ve given me, the opportunity
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| Just to be able to live, enjoy life, be happy
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| Do what I’m passionate about
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| Although I know it’s really derived from God
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| You know what I’m saying? |
| Like
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| Bro, thank you very fucking much
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| I love you, my nigga, I swear to God (LOVE YOU TOO, BRO)
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| Like, I don’t know how much more I can say that
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| I don’t know how much more I can say that (LOVE YOU TOO)
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| You know I’ve made my mistakes
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| But for the opportunity that I have in front of me right now
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| Bro, I thank you, man
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| Like for real, for real
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| Thank you, John, thank you
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| You’re welcome, bro
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| Momma, don’t cry, your first born is at peace
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| Ain’t no more shaking all night in his sleep
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| He free
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| I love you, nigga
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| We miss you, nigga
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| Momma, don’t cry, your first born is at peace
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| Ain’t no more shaking all night in his sleep
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| He free
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| Lately, I’ve been in my feelings like a hoe
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| I ain’t been really having hope
|
| 'Cause I’ve been missing my bro
|
| I was at the polls in a Gucci Peacoat
|
| Tryna tell all y’all bitch-ass niggas, «Come vote»
|
| Damn bruh, you weren’t the only one that felt alone
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| I be feeling lonely too, I probably say it every song
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| Looking at my nieces, broke me down to pieces
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| Crying at the hospital, asking why you leave us |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gucci Peacoat, artist - DaBaby. Album song My Brother’s Keeper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп