| Sayin', «I love you, I’ma do better,» kissin' her lips
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| Buy her a bag, then we fuck, she like, «Boy, you a trip» (Haha)
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| «Why you think you can fix everything with your dick and gifts?»
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| (It's always worked before)
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| Barely say no to my kids, been like that since I birthed 'em (Yeah)
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| DeMoney a spittin' image of me, his mama say I cursed him
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| Changes and blessings come with time 'cause that’s what life bring (So what?)
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| Didn’t understand that shit clear enough 'til I made Spring (My daughter)
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| I got bitches lyin' on my name, tryin' they best to get some clout
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| Niggas think it’s Swisher Sweet until I break them choppers out (Brrt)
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| Family never asked for my number, but now they reachin' out (Ha)
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| Post a picture with some money, they screenshot it, tryin' to count
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| I ain’t fuckin' with no rap niggas, I’m stickin' to the plan (What's that?)
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| Came in with my day ones, that’s how I’ma leave (Who that?)
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| Tavo, Danjoe, G (Three), been through it all with me (All)
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| Sat on the bench beside me, it’s a must they ball with me
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| Shit don’t even be what it look like, it just be seemin' perfect (I swear)
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| Sometimes I ask, «Where the love at?» |
| but that don’t mean I’m searchin'
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| (Searchin')
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| I hate that I gave it attention knowin' it didn’t deserve it (I'm booked)
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| Did a diagnostics check and all my buttons workin' (It's up)
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| Why you tellin' her the business when you go and lay up with her? |
| (Huh?)
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| I ain’t talkin' to no pillow, especially not about my nigga
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| Take a certain type of nigga to relate to what I’m feelin'
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| I’m just ventin' to myself, smokin', starin' at the ceilin' (Vibin')
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| I’m gangsta from the heart (Heart), started from the gutter
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| Robbin' niggas, stealin' cars, I’m so glad I played it smart (Smart)
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| I’m gangsta from the heart (Heart), beat the odds a million times
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| The struggle made a star, make 'em feel it bar for bar (Go)
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| Told 'em (I called and tried to tell 'em)
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| Didn’t believe me, so I showed 'em
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| I’m smashin' on the gas, got no plans of pullin' over
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| Wrap my hands around my arm, got the world in my palms
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| Forced me to go numb, I give 'em cold shoulder
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| You dead to me, I had to go stiff
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| Overtime, puttin' in long hours (What?), I don’t come off the shift (Come off
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| the shift)
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| They hate so hard in my neighborhood, wanna do me like Nip
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| Pray I ain’t lookin' at a friend if I gotta empty the clip (Boom, boom)
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| Talk to Gotti on the phone, he like, «Look, bro, leave it alone» (Please)
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| But I can’t stay away, the trenches where I feel at home (Home)
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| I do it first, they gravitate, these rap niggas my protégé
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| I never hate (Never), .762s penetrate (Brrr)
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| Drums sound like an 808 (Brrr), boom (Boom)
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| She went against the rules, fucked the opposition dude (Ooh)
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| I know we ain’t together, but I still don’t feel it’s cool
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| Guess you ran outta weapons 'cause now you tryna use my son
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| Everything don’t need a response, I’m just done
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| I’m gangsta from the heart (Heart), started from the gutter
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| Robbin' niggas, stealin' cars, I’m so glad I played it smart (Smart)
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| I’m gangsta from the heart (Heart), beat the odds a million times
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| The struggle made a star, make 'em feel it bar for bar (Go)
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| Told 'em (I called and tried to tell 'em)
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| Didn’t believe me, so I showed 'em
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| I’m smashin' on the gas, got no plans of pullin' over
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| Wrap my hands around my arm, got the world in my palms
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| Forced me to go numb, I give 'em cold shoulder |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cold Shoulder , by - Moneybagg Yo. Song from the album Time Served, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп