Vonte Swang - Me, Myself and Fye

Glocks and Handguns
Sticks 7.62
Gone hit him up
Now that I done
Got deep in my bag
Imma make em eat it up
Tell myself I think I can
Cause I think bout givin up
Give all I can
But I feel I can't give enough
Imma knock ya down
If you let dem folkx
Come gas you up
I promise it ain't
What it seem
Hell yeah Imma
Keep that bliky tucked
Me myself and fye
Promise these niggas
Don't want to fuk wit us
It is what it is these niggas
Ain't got no love for us
Praise to the all high
Cause I'm a angel
But we came from dust
Shots for everybody
It ain't the aim for use
Swea we came from nun
But you wudnt know
Cause we keep rack wit us
Got my granny in the
Can't lie she who
I miss the most

Give all I give
But I can't give enough
I been putting up
This paper
It been stacking up
You been hittin up my line
This shit been whicked rough
Heartbloc keep
The blizz coming
And she keep em stuffed
Cuz been heavy on my mind
Told him don't give it up
Hoodie been down
For sometime
They got to let him up
And I been grinding
For some years
And I been feeling stuck
Momma told me
Keep that iron
So don't try ya luck
Parnoid I keep the lights
Lights on
I been trying to get it right
Been living life wrong
All this stress on me
And all these meds
Got me going scho
Promise lil homie
Don't want to crash
He gone need Geico

Glocks and Handguns
Sticks 7.62
Gone hit him up
Now that I done
Got deep in my bag
Imma make em eat it up
Tell myself I think I can
Cause I think bout givin up
Give all I can
But I feel I can't give enough
Imma knock ya down
If you let dem folkx
Come gas you up
I promise it ain't
What it seem
Hell yeah Imma
Keep that bliky tucked
Me myself and fye
Promise these niggas
Don't want to fuk wit us
It is what it is these niggas
Ain't got no love for us
Praise to the all high
Cause I'm a angel
But we came from dust
Shots for everybody
It ain't the aim for use
Swea we came from nun
But you wudnt know
Cause we keep rack wit us
Got my granny in the
Can't lie she who
I miss the most

Give all I give
But I can't give enough
I been putting up
This paper
It been stacking up
You been hittin up my line
This shit been whicked rough
Heartbloc keep
The blizz coming
And she keep em stuffed
Cuz been heavy on my mind
Told him don't give it up
Hoodie been down
For sometime
They got to let him up
And I been grinding
For some years
And I been feeling stuck
Momma told me
Keep that iron
So don't try ya luck

Written by:
Devonte Brown

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