Love Me No More (Freestyle) Songtext
von Kevin Gates
Love Me No More (Freestyle) Songtext
Didri ain′t scared of no dark, huh? A lil post-game scrimmage, you know
Bitch I am a soldier, got it with theYola
Whip with Gun and Booby Black, know they out the 'NOLA
Big Mook from out the Southside, No pussy shit around me
Anyone should try me? Brrrrraaaack Ber-Luca Brasi
(True STory) Two niggas grew up in ashotgun house
Back street and the slums, only one way out
Uncle went to jail and the felons fell out
Been down 14 because he wouldn′t sell out
Grandmother crying only Mamma with a man but she couldn't understand why she wouldn't help out
Two 8-balls, take no days off, with the street laid law and the gun play now
Hoes all in they clothes, except the ones that Mamaw bought ′em
Split the coke up 31.5 from out they first of 2 and a .25
Grinding hard while pulling stick-ups
Got arrested, cuffed and picked-up
On the phone, Juve detention center, "Mama can′t come get us"
So from 13 to like 17 the system made us vicious
Swear.To.God.Somebody.Play.With.Me.My.Trigger.Finger.GET 'EM
Grandpa taught me "see and don′t see", he ain't down here, never tellin′
Check my rap sheet, I'll go lay down quick the reason I′m a felon (GET 'EM!)
Bitch I am a soldier, got it with theYola
Whip with Gun and Booby Black, know they out the 'NOLA
Big Mook from out the Southside, No pussy shit around me
Anyone should try me? Brrrrraaaack Ber-Luca Brasi
(True Story) 17 when I came home
′03 I think, I met Big London
Taught me how to hustle now I′m savin' money
And the Dope good, I′ll kill for it
Put a nigga on a shitbag for it
Emptied the clip but I didn't kill him
18 with two camero′s and my main line got a black (Hummer?)
Late night
Straight pipe
From my white cell, I'll trap all
Singing
Over, look who taking over
You finna be over
Too much baking soda
My nigga wanna make the league and I just want a trap house
Working off the digi scale and really having blackouts
Moving in with Chauncy I guess I′m on my way to jail
Recipe for winning, all I know is this for life
Miss all of my niggas in the grave and doing life
Til they families oooooooover
(Look who taking over)
Baby mama's havin' boys, God bless me with soldiers
These motherfucking niggas talkin′ ′bout "He don't mean me no wrong". This Motherfucka don′t mean me no right, either!
Bitch I am a soldier, got it with the Yola
Whip with Gun and Booby Black, know they out the 'NOLA
Big Mook from out the Southside, No pussy shit around me
Anyone should try me? Brrrrraaaack Ber-Luca Brasi
Bitch I am a soldier, got it with theYola
Whip with Gun and Booby Black, know they out the 'NOLA
Big Mook from out the Southside, No pussy shit around me
Anyone should try me? Brrrrraaaack Ber-Luca Brasi
(True STory) Two niggas grew up in ashotgun house
Back street and the slums, only one way out
Uncle went to jail and the felons fell out
Been down 14 because he wouldn′t sell out
Grandmother crying only Mamma with a man but she couldn't understand why she wouldn't help out
Two 8-balls, take no days off, with the street laid law and the gun play now
Hoes all in they clothes, except the ones that Mamaw bought ′em
Split the coke up 31.5 from out they first of 2 and a .25
Grinding hard while pulling stick-ups
Got arrested, cuffed and picked-up
On the phone, Juve detention center, "Mama can′t come get us"
So from 13 to like 17 the system made us vicious
Swear.To.God.Somebody.Play.With.Me.My.Trigger.Finger.GET 'EM
Grandpa taught me "see and don′t see", he ain't down here, never tellin′
Check my rap sheet, I'll go lay down quick the reason I′m a felon (GET 'EM!)
Bitch I am a soldier, got it with theYola
Whip with Gun and Booby Black, know they out the 'NOLA
Big Mook from out the Southside, No pussy shit around me
Anyone should try me? Brrrrraaaack Ber-Luca Brasi
(True Story) 17 when I came home
′03 I think, I met Big London
Taught me how to hustle now I′m savin' money
And the Dope good, I′ll kill for it
Put a nigga on a shitbag for it
Emptied the clip but I didn't kill him
18 with two camero′s and my main line got a black (Hummer?)
Late night
Straight pipe
From my white cell, I'll trap all
Singing
Over, look who taking over
You finna be over
Too much baking soda
My nigga wanna make the league and I just want a trap house
Working off the digi scale and really having blackouts
Moving in with Chauncy I guess I′m on my way to jail
Recipe for winning, all I know is this for life
Miss all of my niggas in the grave and doing life
Til they families oooooooover
(Look who taking over)
Baby mama's havin' boys, God bless me with soldiers
These motherfucking niggas talkin′ ′bout "He don't mean me no wrong". This Motherfucka don′t mean me no right, either!
Bitch I am a soldier, got it with the Yola
Whip with Gun and Booby Black, know they out the 'NOLA
Big Mook from out the Southside, No pussy shit around me
Anyone should try me? Brrrrraaaack Ber-Luca Brasi
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