Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Death Of Me, artist - Young Jeezy. Album song The Recession 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Yj
Song language: English
Death Of Me |
You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you stand for me |
You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me |
Don’t fold me, go cold on me |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I was young when I met her, had me sprung, I can’t lie |
And I saw the way she played Marcus Clemons, I could die |
Yeah, a junkie killed my nigga, he was tryna make a scriil |
That’s when I looked into her eyes and said, «Hey girl, you got a deal» |
She was hood with it, boogie with it, sophisticated, calculated |
All the niggas wanted her but she’s the type that masturbated |
Every time them niggas switched up on me, she was there for me |
Said nobody loved me in the world but she would care for me |
If I helped her get it out the mud then she would share with me |
When I see my first hundred thousand, she was there with me |
Stack this up, let’s get some more, that’s the way my mind move |
Tonight we on that Hennessy, that shit make my mind blank |
We blowing on that night quill, that shit make me doze off |
Pockets looking mad fail, guess that’s why I sold soft |
She can talk that money all night, you know I love that |
She just want love and loyalty, I said I does that |
You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you stand for me |
You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me |
Don’t fold me, go cold on me |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
Told my momma, yeah, I think your son in love, I guess |
She the one that’s got him acting like a thug, I guess |
She the one that’s gonna make him catch a slug, I guess |
Grandma praying for me while she at the church, God Bless |
Traded in the .38, .380 with the clip |
I can sneak it in the club, you should see it, it’s a trip |
Baby, I can’t help but notice that you’re acting kinda strange |
I taught that we was on the same team What’s up with the games |
She started being scandalous and acting all shiesty |
Every time I bring it up, she be acting feisty |
Your freedom and your life away |
Watch out, how you fuck with her? |
She just told on what’s her name |
Why the fuck you trusting her? |
She just got your daddy killed |
She just got your partner hit |
Them last niggas you seen her with |
They was on that robbing shit |
Had that glock in your face like, «Boy, we gotta eat too |
You ain’t the only one, nigga, yeah, we like the streets too» |
You there for me, you care for me, you rep for me, you stand for me |
You flex with me, you next to me, hey, you gon' be the death of me |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
You rob from me, you stole on me, you switched on me, you told on me |
Don’t fold me, go cold on me |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you |