I won’t be here long
I won’t be here long
I won’t be here long
Ayo be careful who you ride for
'Cause I done had some motherfuckers that I’ll die for
Switch up on me
Had a partner named Bo
Get his two lil homies
Them niggas came with the scheme
And set the plot up on me
See the package went missing
And niggas came to get it
I ain’t talking 'bout the pounds
The whole fucking business
Niggas hit our phone
We was laying low
Said they was taken to the station and we had to go
And so we hit the road quick
We ain’t wasting no time
Before a nigga lose his freedom
We gon' cross state lines
We in Philly in a hour
DC by night
We ain’t know how deep it was
So we ain’t take flights
Sleeping at Curt' crib for about three weeks
Man my family ain’t heard from me
Girl starting to worry me
Searching for the warrants
'Fore a nigga resurface
Little did we know they did that shit on purpose
The ones who know you best could hurt you the worst
I guess being a real nigga is a gift and a curse
Come to find out, man, them niggas lied
Tried to take the market but they couldn’t get the supply
Spent three weeks, no dough, sleeping on the floor
Niggas left the whole coast 'fore we know it was a hoax
And when I came back shit could never be the same
Tell me how you maintain with that shit on yo brain
I won’t be here for long, more than a song
There’s a right way to do it, even when you do wrong
Niggas smile in my face but I ain’t throwing no bones
I’mma go and stack this paper, you can starve on your own
Tell me how you got trust in that bent-ass circle
A whole lot of Urkels, with no more purple
Niggas ain’t loyal, tryna make shit personal
The only thing I can say: be glad we ain’t hurt you
I won’t be here long
Gotta hit the road
Surf across the globe
And bring, bring something home
I won’t be here long
I won’t be here long
Gotta hit the road
Surf across the globe
And bring something home
I won’t be here long
I won’t be here long
Y’all gon' need a clone
Every time I’m gone
Work twice as hard
Swear they half as nice when I’m in my zone
I won’t be here long
We on the road with burner phones
Deleting the iMessages
Girlfriend’s texting us
I told her I’m straight
But the fucked up part
Is that she really couldn’t wait
And by the time I came back
A nigga took my place
A big spit in my face
Never got my rent
Jumped back in the game
Cause I ain’t have shit
I would’ve died for you
Girl, you know that I would ride for you
Several times I lied for you
And it gets worse
Cause right now I could be
Six feet in the dirt
And I still ask myself
Would you even be hurt?
That kinda shit keep me up at night
United Airlines going back to my city
Cried half the flight
I used to think you was in on the plot
Them niggas tried to take my business
You got my money, shit why not?
But nowadays I don’t even try to stress it
Got everything back, learned my lesson
Counted my blessings
Keep a cold heart for protection
How could you blame it?
The first time you doubted me, could you name it?
I can, but I ain’t gonna go that far
I said home is where the heart is
Pain is where the art is
Even though a nigga heartless
A better artist
Is what you helped make
So I guess it’s thanks
Don’t ever make the mistake
Thinking yo shit don’t stank
A lot of people won’t call it but I shout out a spade
I won’t be here for long
Gotta go and get paid
I still love you though
Not ashamed to say
I just wish you would’ve thought before you made that play
'Cause you had the only smile that could make my day
And yo, just 'cause you love em don’t mean they’ll stay
I guess you know why A Dark Knight sound that way
I gotta go now
Yeah I really gotta go
Will we ever be us again?
We’ll never know
I won’t be here long
Gotta hit the road
Surf across the globe
And bring, bring something home
I won’t be here long
I won’t be here long
Gotta hit the road
Surf across the globe
And bring something home
I won’t be here long
I won’t be here long
Y’all gon' need a clone
Every time I’m gone
Work twice as hard
Swear they half as nice when I’m in my zone
I won’t be here long
«Niggas just had the ill scheme. I was just like, damn. I would’ve walked into
the room not knowing. Nigga would have killed me, bro. And that’s really how I
feel about it. To this day, and that shit fucks me up. That shit really fucks
me up. Cause I would have walked right into the shit.»
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