Letras
Love, look what it made me become I let you get too close, dare to wake up alone
And I know you think you can run Scared to believe I won't
I let you get too close, dare to wake up alone
You're a bright light, you're a bright light
I let you get too close, dare to wake up alone
Fuckin' on his mom and said, say that by my steps, huh
I cannot let him get me goin', I gotta keep it
Conversations with the Reaper, it's a 40 in the load
I cannot wait until I meet him
Heard that nigga with a 40, thought the bitch was keepin' secret
What the fuck is niggas on
I'm tryna put him in a sleep, ain't tryna argue on the phone
I'm tryna let this gun work, man, it's a 40
Switch, I'm tryna put him under
Told her, hit the email, cause I don't do the numbers
I feel you tryna set me up, bitch, I got paranoia
I brought the Glock in the club, don't catch me lacking with the stripper
Check my resume, they really know I'm slated for the members
Like, what you tryna pay? Just walk the blade and bring me all the pape
Once I catch my top opp and with the Glock, you can't escape
Like, would you let it all burn if I let it all go
Bitch, I'm the captain of this ship, they tellin' me to drive the boat
I will never up my fist, he might just try to up the pole
Is you gon' shoot the blick or not? I swear you actin' like a ho
Green beam on the top, you see me aiming from a distance
You chose your side, inside the beef, it's way too late to try to fix it
They gon' try to bring me down, Grace, we tellin' me that I'm gifted
Ain't no second chance, I catch that nigga lackin
Then he's finished
And then you let it all burn
When the time come, target's to the broken
Go like Gertrude, pipe mic'd up
If I ever gotta pass my pole, you better get one
Fuckin' on his momma's hip, set up with my stepson
I know you think you're good enough
Yet you believe I'm the one
But I just can't let you go