Stranded Songtext
von Lil Zay Osama
Stranded Songtext
(JTK)
Hmm
Left me for dead, they left me stranded, they leave me buried
OTF inside my eyes, it′s Only The Family
I can't kick anxiety and Mookie poppin′ Xanax
Everywhere I go, the trenches with me, I can't hide that
In your city with that glizzy, foenem rob you bad-bad
'Member waitin′ outside the venue, I′m like, "Where my ride at?" (Where my ride?)
Gotta stay focused, can't gеt sidetracked, I need that bag-bag
Opps don′t got no block to post on, I don't know wherе to slide at
We don′t care how a opp go, we gon' fuckin′ slide down
Hot cars on the E-way after we dash, blew that crowd down
'Member they ain't even used to post me, they wanna be around now
I used to love them loud sounds, I′m cool, I got a child now
I′m tryna put on for my block, tell them to put me them charts
Folks wanted me to be a rapper before I went shootin' at my opps
And my mama on Section 8, I ain′t never get to see my pops
Feds booked me out of state, said I had a switch on the back of my Glock
Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (uh)
Left me for dead, they left me stranded, they leave me buried (stranded)
OTF inside my eyes, it's Only The Family (only The Family)
I can′t kick anxiety and Mookie poppin' Xanax (Xanax)
Everywhere I go, the trenches with me, I can′t hide that
In your city with that glizzy, foenem rob you bad-bad
'Member waitin' outside the venue, I′m like, "Where my ride at?" (Where my ride?)
Gotta stay focused, can′t get sidetracked, I need that bag-bag
Opps don't got no block to post on, I don′t know where to slide at (I don't know where to slide)
Hmm
Left me for dead, they left me stranded, they leave me buried
OTF inside my eyes, it′s Only The Family
I can't kick anxiety and Mookie poppin′ Xanax
Everywhere I go, the trenches with me, I can't hide that
In your city with that glizzy, foenem rob you bad-bad
'Member waitin′ outside the venue, I′m like, "Where my ride at?" (Where my ride?)
Gotta stay focused, can't gеt sidetracked, I need that bag-bag
Opps don′t got no block to post on, I don't know wherе to slide at
We don′t care how a opp go, we gon' fuckin′ slide down
Hot cars on the E-way after we dash, blew that crowd down
'Member they ain't even used to post me, they wanna be around now
I used to love them loud sounds, I′m cool, I got a child now
I′m tryna put on for my block, tell them to put me them charts
Folks wanted me to be a rapper before I went shootin' at my opps
And my mama on Section 8, I ain′t never get to see my pops
Feds booked me out of state, said I had a switch on the back of my Glock
Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (uh)
Left me for dead, they left me stranded, they leave me buried (stranded)
OTF inside my eyes, it's Only The Family (only The Family)
I can′t kick anxiety and Mookie poppin' Xanax (Xanax)
Everywhere I go, the trenches with me, I can′t hide that
In your city with that glizzy, foenem rob you bad-bad
'Member waitin' outside the venue, I′m like, "Where my ride at?" (Where my ride?)
Gotta stay focused, can′t get sidetracked, I need that bag-bag
Opps don't got no block to post on, I don′t know where to slide at (I don't know where to slide)
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