Letras
Just hold my hand bare wit me i promise to god dat im makin it right , money and drugs key 2 my life , my la bradda a bug i trust him wit my life , all on my own fightin thoughts wit a spirit see his face in my head I can't have a good night , missin dem drugs but I hadda relax wit dem pills yea I told em you wan gon die yea
Heart still cold on dem Percocets still prolly real , left rps inside yo purse find anyway back 2 yo crib , I go ghost 4 like 3 months den hit yo phone show how I live , if the dose was to damn strong I still wouldn't care bout how you feel
Go right hand on my bible drop 2 my knees when its dat time , left my soul inside dat cup i get new bars when i drop lines , get up on me we both dyin , lets crack dus cut told twin he mine , niggas duck and dogdge when we come thru dey got me wastin 9s
I tried 2 hit em , text the plug to late tran buy dem 10s told twin i tried 2 get em , gon walk on stage dey screamin loud my name i bet you gon rmb , til my grave always aim at heads wont send to da spital , miss dem days and i miss my ways goin outside ona riva
Just 15 gave up on love dont need no hug la bitch im straight , bankroll junkie drop dat bag on drugs see pills all in my face , say you love me wtf is love ik dat shit dey fake , hold my hand bare wit me I promise its gon be ok