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Ay, Slicktalkers
Momma dry your eyes
Aunty always said
Ay
Word to my grandma soul
Gonn make it out dis bitch
Long live Nuyorc
When I get home
Momma get a house with a crib
Free the bros I Kno da code
Don't worry bout Jhamir
And It's two to the belly if they ain't act sincere
Now
Free da guys
Momma Dry ur eyes Ay
Don't worry bout him
He ain't comin back this time
Ay
Say say
You Ain't gotta worry bout no ops no more
Ain't gotta worry bout no cops no more
Nasdaq We raising stocks for sure
Aye
He wasn't good in the first place
Hood in the worst way
Lookin so thirsty
Shootin for a first date
You looked at we at him and you just said
Just said
Alright
Aye
Rest in peace Oneyfe I aint right no more
Lost site when he died I can't cry no more
No hope no light how I Survive remorse
Just a breath of fresh air wit a side of scope
So gone
No patron
Can't go home
Broken phone
Saw the body
Lost control
Sad I Couldn't offer more
Hustle more
Lost my soul tryna really up da score
Momma said
Aye
They tryna take my life from me and
Im jus tryna change these wrongs
They wanna make these charges stick
And I jus wanna make it home
My grandma fell on bender knees
Prayin that I make it home
I'm surviving through this hell
So that heaven take my brothers soul
Oh girl what you do to me
This all new to me
Jus stay true to me
Girl u strong you ain't really gotta move wit him
Say
You wasn't wit us shootin in da gym