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q da fool – fell in love lyrics

it’s another day in the trenches, a crackhead wash my porsche
and my aunt keep hittin’ my phone, just can’t stop f-cking with that boy
glock 17 n-gg- that’s a toy, suppressor on the mac it don’t make a lot of noise
hopped in these streets no choice, my n-gg-s thuggin’ like they out detroit
imma shoot a n-gg- whole block up, hope these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s get the point
real n-gg-s stand tall in the joint, it was time to slide couldn’t believe he was noid (uh)
imma make the streets hear my voice, tryna pull up on my ex in a f-cking rolls royce
big bands on me n-gg-, yeah, a duffle bag boy. n-gg- tried to set me up i had to punish that boy
i’m something like a legend
make you feel my presence
always in first never second (100 round goon)
always shooting never recking
these n-gg-s be talkin’ more than a muhf-ckin’ reverend
it’s nothing on this earth i won’t do for my brother
my n-gg-s’ll k!ll for that treasure
i told you i spent a bin up in that tesla
100 rounds for them p-ssy n-gg-s tryna test us
c-ke and the guns on the dresser
addicted to antidepressants
she f-ck wit me, she say i’m fresh
i love p-ssy but i swear money better
1000 dollars for this gucci sweater
1000 dollars for the jeans
1000 dollars for the sh-t give me credit
all them b-tches turned me down, i know they regret it
i got lean you can measure
i’m gettin’ pints flew in
imma 5 guy through 5 that’s 10
3, 16, 7h that’s 10
4, 15, 6, 5 that’s 10
i don’t gotta talk bout sh-t i did
streets gon tell you about some how i live
used to sleep on the carpet, now i gotta waterbed
had to cut my man off cause that boy a water head (f-ck a n-gg-)
when you see me, you see me, n-gg- you better shoot
please believe me, i keep heat, n-gg- this what i do
i’m not boutta play with these fake lil n-gg-s, i’m finna leave these n-gg-s loose
i’m not bouta play with these p-ssy lil n-gg-s, i puttin’ bullets on they tooth
ash my blunt on a b-tch head, watch what you say out your mouth
just suck my d-ck and b-tch clean my house, this what that rich shoota lifestyle bout
buy some guns then go buy a house
buy my b-tch a -ss, t-tties, i might buy that lil b-tch a mouth
i’m still in the trap, on a dirty couch
i had to get rid of that dirty mouse
keep my heat like a plumber keep the plumb
i’m putting these f-ck n-gg-s under
workin’ out 5 different numbers
i’ve been locked up, for 4 f-ckin’ summers
you n-gg-s hoes, i know y’all ain’t rumbling
smokin’ your man pack, this sh-t is lovely
i love it. the beef, i love it. the guns, i love it. the drama, i love it. the blood, i love it. the tears, i love it. i love it.. i love it, f-ck it, i love it
i fell in love with the gun smoke, i fell in love with the caskets
i fell in love wit shootin’ these p-ssy n-gg-s cause i know that they f-ggots
i let these f-ck n-gg-s have it
i see some work imma grab it
i’m a muhf-ckin’ savage, i’m a muhf-ckin’ savage
.223’s do damage, streets gave me emotional damage
uh i let these f-ck n-gg-s have it
uh i fell in love wit the sh-lls
i fell in love wit the caskets
i fell in love wit the uh guns
i fell in love wit the beef
uh i fell in love wit the streets
uh i fell in love with the heat
100 round goon, i fell in love

- q da fool lyrics

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