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lud foe - i fell in love lyrics

[hook]
i fell in love with the power
i fell in love with the money
i fell in love with the jewelery
i fell in love with my llama
i fell in love with this rap sh-t
i’m patiently waiting, i’m honest
i fell in love with this rap sh-t
i’m patiently waiting i’m honest

[verse 1]
i fell in love with codiene
i fell in love with them beans
i fell in love with the robin
i fell in love with them jeans
i fell in love with them perks
i fell in love with them xans
i fell in love with the molly
and i fell in love with them bands
i fell in love with a check
i fell in love with her neck
i fell in love with a mac
i fell in love with a tech
i fell in love with the strip club
them b-tches be shaking that -ss
she fell in love with a n-gga
lil’ baby you moving too fast
a lot of these n-ggas be f-ggots
n-ggas be over dramatic
a lot of these n-ggas is rappers
n-ggas don’t really be savage
a lot of you n-ggas ain’t trapping
you can’t even read the scale
a lot of you n-ggas just acting
the f-ck is you tryna’ sell
all of my hoes be bad
my b-tch she stay in chanel
you gotta’ play it the smart way
or you gon’ end up in jail
a lot of these n-ggas gon’ snitch
a lot of these n-ggas gon’ tell
a few of them b-tches gon’ ride
the rest of them hoes gon’ bail

[hook]

uh, uh
aye, aye aye

b-tch, aye

[verse 2]
i fell in love with the money
you fell in love with the fame
you fell in love with that b-tch
she fell in love with your gang
you told her you’ll [?]
lil’ n-gga how could you leave her
when y’all was banging together
when y’all was ganging together
i got these b-tches bussin’
i got these b-tches geekin’
she wanna kick it with me
she wanna stay for the weekend
n-gga don’t look at me crazy
i got my gun off safety
i had a dream, we made it
can you believe we made it
let’s get these b-tches naked
look at these b-tches naked
i don’t got the time, i’m patient
look at the time i wasted
i’ve been getting p-ssy lately
leaving these b-tches shaky
n-gga your jewelry fake
n-gga your jewelry flaking
n-gga that sh-t is fulgazi
take it back to whoever made it
i’m living life, amazing
so the haters they wanna take it
n-gga you know the gorilla
lil’ n-gga you soft as a pillow
lil’ n-gga don’t get in my way
lil’ n-gga don’t get in my business
boy don’t get in front of my pistol
if you do then them bullets gone hit you
lil’ n-gga i give you a issue
lil’ n-gga i’ll give you an issue
i’m tired of my mama’ crying
i’m just tryna’ be successful
i bet these b-tches love me
i bet these b-tches tell you
these young n-ggas getting burried
street sh-t getting terrible
i just wanna make a million
and make it turn into a miracle
i just wanna make a million
and make it turn into a miracle
i just wanna tell the truth
don’t listen to lies all these n-ggas tell you

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