Tall 3 - Leave Me

Turnt in the streets have you ever seen a rookie kill a vet damn I really want my dogs Back Dropping them dimes how the fuck a killer turn into a rat Man that nigga don't make Sense Like how the fuck you leave me Running through my mind man them thoughts Done did me greasy Youngboul on the block I did a drill and copped a peazy She feeling This flow dicked her down I did her sleazy

But now they screaming fuck the other side
Niggas wanna diss but what happened when your brother died Screaming no lack I took His pistol then I took his pride Nicotine lungs all these niggas do is duck and hide yea
Arer It's a thousand ways to die One hole masked up tryna catch homicide Almost Caught a body beat that case I cannot lie Should've never told now lil bro bound to get Fried yea I'm screaming fuck all of you bitches Hanging wit my opps and you know them Niggas snitches Dreaming bout millions tryna find my road to riches Thumbing through Racks tryna touch seven figures yea

You already know what the fuck going on man rbm shit man We turning this shit up man All gas no breaks You know the count with us Free PROY man Bro be home real soon

Turnt in the streets have you ever seen a rookie kill a vet damn I really want my dogs Back Dropping them dimes how the fuck a killer turn into a rat Man that nigga don't make Sense Like how the fuck you leave me Running through my mind man them thoughts Done did me greasy Youngboul on the block I did a drill and copped a peazy She feeling This flow dicked her down I did her sleazy

Written by:
Samir Caster

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