Jay175k - Dead Love

They think I’m blind, I came in wid a stick
A whole whippin, I’m break my wrist
Bacc at the crib, so im bacc the house
The way that I feel, know my love been dead
When I fell inlove, kno it left me scar
Off the drank, fell asleep in the car
Let him come think thats sweet, and watch how quick im light it up gar
Im looking for checks, we aint looking love
I putting my wrist, till the burry the thugs
I just popped a seal, moving slow like a snail
Im falling asleep but cant nobody tell
Im doce ganaba, im something expensive
I don’t permission ill step on who ever
Im flipping the switch, so they know that im on
Whole lotta love in the air, walk in the club, and I got everybody watching
Im watching these bodies, they quick for the move
If he make a move, im wacking his ass
If he try to run, nfl, when gone tackle his ass
Im bacc in the building, im bacc with the preshhuh
Im bacc in the hood, I was fight depression
They dont understand, why its so hard to love
Im bacc in my grave, cause my heart been dead
Im still in the club, I snuck him with the rocket
Who want smoke, dont you get outta pocket
Im looking for love, so popped me a X
She still got the message, I dint got text
I waited in line, they know im next
We know a peon, you aint bout check
Broke ass shit, and them diamonds fugaze
Run up on me, you get hit yo shit
I’m quick the get mad, on some f*** shit
I just ran out the spot, with a cut on my hand
I walk in the city, they know I’m the man
Feel like the man of year, like I’m rich homie
You speaking on shit and you don’t even know me
Wit the talking, getting put in yo place
How you stepper, got shot in ya face
Before I pull up I’m rip off the plates
Incase we pull up and get it hot like sona
If we catch a body, they ain’t got lead
Let him try to run n he get shot in knee
I up the Glock, if they f****** with me
You could ask yo bitch how my d*** taste
Cause you touch Luh jay we put the Glock on em
Cause you touch Luh jay we put the Glock on em
They think I’m blind, I came in wid a stick
A whole whippin, I’m break my wrist
Bacc at the crib, so im bacc the house
The way that I feel, know my love been dead
When I fell inlove, kno it left me scar
Off the drank, FELL asleep in the car
Let him come think thats sweet, and watch how quick im light it up gar
Im looking for checks, we aint looking love
I putting my wrist, till the burry the thugs
I just popped a seal, moving slow like a snail
Im falling asleep but cant nobody tell
Im doce ganaba, im something expensive
I don’t permission ill step on who ever
Im flipping the switch, so they know that im on

Written by:
Jason Vega

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