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screwly g - another sad song lyrics

[chorus]
i lost my dawg, i lost my dad i lost the ones i vent to
i lost my cousin i miss you [?] say this sh+t every song boy i miss you, and you know i know i can’t call you know and this sh+t hurt my heart cause i need you, sometimes i get high in the sky and start searching the clouds just hoping i find you

[verse]
suicide on my brain as i’m thinking, scroll through my pictures and picture me leaving
see dreams of me dying that’s whenever i’m sleeping
a reason to die i can give plenty reasons
boog died in my arms and i still ain’t don’t grieving
losing myself, everyone i was pleasing
i’m a bad person i feel they don’t need me (need me)
ion call then we prolly ain’t speaking
run with sum gunnas who friеnds with they demons, fiending for blood know wе leave n+ggas bleeding
f+ck a new friend n+ggas change like the seasons
i would’ve died if lil [?] ain’t need me
this sh+t was hard but i made it look easy
still in the ghetto with sticks like i’m peezy
these n+ggas ain’t on what i’m on
money and murder drop racks on his dome
boog in his grave should’ve left him at home
know that i am but don’t wan be alone
i was calling and calling ain’t pick up the phone
i blame myself certain sh+t should’ve known
put the gang on my back did this sh+t on my own
i really hate boog died all alone
my brother got shot we turned one to a ghost, made a n+gga a pack and a post, just like a blunt get a opp n+gga smoked (smoked)
f+ck rap i just wanna go score
play with his nose my gunna on dope (dope)
just bodies ain’t got no hope
chasing these racks we ain’t chasing no hoe
broke ass opps starting to think n+ggas poor
call you my blood or my fam then i’m with you
n+ggas ain’t go through the sh+t that we went through
i got your number on the net i won’t diss you
seen me shed tears and ain’t hand me no tissue
no i ain’t perfect i know i got issues, i been abandoned can’t forget misused
these n+ggas couldn’t walk round the block in my shoes
big opp n+ggas know what i do pull up hop out with that fire and i shoot big body burban or spin out the coupe
we don’t want one we gon k!ll em in twos
f+ck all the laws we don’t follow the rules
i got some sh+t that’ll clear out the room
catch em and clap em the rap n+gga doomed
i shot the drac in this car heard a boom
hogging the window i came out the roof (came out the roof)
[outro]
ion call then we prolly ain’t speaking, run with some gunnas that friends with they demons
feinding for blood know we leave n+ggas bleeding
f+ck a new friend n+ggas change like the seasons
i would’ve died if lil [?] ain’t need me
this sh+t was hard but i made it look easy
still in the ghetto with sticks like i’m peezy (sticks like i’m peezy)

- screwly g lyrics

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