| Feel like I been on for a minute
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| Only when my whole team is winnin'
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| I been goin' off for a minute
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| Talk slick when they see me start grinnin'
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| I’m tellin' y’all
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| Get off my ih
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| I’m tellin' y’all
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| Get off my ih
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| When Raunchy hit my line, I’m 'bout to glide to California
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| Compton Menace’ll come scoop me from the airport if I wanna
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| Laid back, fishin' for plugs, we coulda died in California
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| I don’t give a fuck, I want my daughter to witness
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| Get a man who like your father, no lil' boy who never lived it
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| Pouring syrup in the drink, depression hurt me every way
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| Blvd Mel hit the dank
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| Wanna see you win, get it straight
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| Lot of 'em probably say I don’t love 'em, I don’t spend enough time with 'em
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| Stickin' to what’s left of the G-code is where you find get 'em
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| Weed dead in the hospital, his mama in the hospital with him
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| Nuk in the same hospital, I was in the bed with Shakira
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| My phone rang by the hour, Teeka called, why she cryin'?
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| Pig dead out the bottom
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| Thinkin' how I’m gon' live without you
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| Tall nigga kinda hate it
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| He was happy that a nigga down
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| Thankin' Jesus for the heater
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| When he hopped out y’all ran from him
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| Steel on a late night he’ll come and get the yey
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| Feel like I been on for a minute
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| Only when my whole team is winnin'
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| I been goin' on for a minute
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| Talk slick when they see me start grinnin'
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| I’m tellin' y’all
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| Get off my ih
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| I’m tellin' y’all
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| Get off my ih
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| Late night I think 'bout where we posed to be
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| Where we go from here
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| I don’t fuck with pussy niggas, only fuck with real
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| I even love some pussies, always had me in some shit
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| Fist fighting for 'em and jumpin' out with iron slangin' stick
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| E-Man shot at my feet, Denver knocked out my teeth
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| We scuffled, he say he loved me, «I love you too, keep it street»
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| E-man went called my uncle, then he had copped a plea
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| Told 'em I had snuck him 'fore I hop in the street
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| Rest in peace Lil Ced, I’m like «Why you had to leave?»
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| Somebody played and they dead, man that’s how it had to be
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| I’m tellin' Draco «go suit up, you clutchin', I’m clutchin'»
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| I was goin' eat that food, you know how I be comin'
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| Behind tint, grippin' a biscuit, walk you down all in public
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| My daughter died, I make the streets cry, Berto I love you
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| J Real you my brother, let’s go harder for nothin'
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| Only reason the beef breathin 'cause you told me «I love ya»
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| Feel like I been on for a minute
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| Only when my whole team is winnin'
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| I been goin' on for a minute
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| Talk slick when they see me start grinnin'
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| I’m tellin' y’all
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| Get off my ih
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| I’m tellin' y’all
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| Get off my ih |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song GOMD , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album By Any Means 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп