Uh, I gotta keep it G
I keep it G
Can't let the world know that this shit been hurtin me
Dying inside waitin on a bitch to come and set me free
Half these bitches don't even want love they just wan' smoke some weed
Shit ain't been the same since Nemo died back in 23
In 2022 Frazier got locked in penitentiary
And how these bitches say they love me turn into my enemies
And everybody always say I'm wrong that's what they tellin me
Shit from years ago still on my head and still be stressin me
I'm thankful I'm alive ain't catch them bullets that was sent for me
And everything in life you gettin taxed but death is sent for free
Uh, look,
But death is sent for free
Beggars is choosers
Half of these bitches is substance abusers
Half of these ain't got no future
Bout a bag
Like bitch, I'm gone get to it
Hard times I'm gettin through it
Junior year I could barely read like mane I felt so f*ckin stupid
And now I feel so f*ckin useless
Should I put this glock up to my head and should I f*ckin shoot it?
CRKDAVID - alone Lyrics
CRKDAVID - alone Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Uh, I gotta keep it G
I keep it G
Can't let the world know that this shit been hurtin me
Dying inside waitin on a bitch to come and set me free
Half these bitches don't even want love they just wan' smoke some weed
Shit ain't been the same since Nemo died back in 23
In 2022 Frazier got locked in penitentiary
And how these bitches say they love me turn into my enemies
And everybody always say I'm wrong that's what they tellin me
Shit from years ago still on my head and still be stressin me
I'm thankful I'm alive ain't catch them bullets that was sent for me
And everything in life you gettin taxed but death is sent for free
Uh, look,
But death is sent for free
Beggars is choosers
Half of these bitches is substance abusers
Half of these ain't got no future
Bout a bag
Like bitch, I'm gone get to it
Hard times I'm gettin through it
Junior year I could barely read like mane I felt so f*ckin stupid
And now I feel so f*ckin useless
Should I put this glock up to my head and should I f*ckin shoot it?
I keep it G
Can't let the world know that this shit been hurtin me
Dying inside waitin on a bitch to come and set me free
Half these bitches don't even want love they just wan' smoke some weed
Shit ain't been the same since Nemo died back in 23
In 2022 Frazier got locked in penitentiary
And how these bitches say they love me turn into my enemies
And everybody always say I'm wrong that's what they tellin me
Shit from years ago still on my head and still be stressin me
I'm thankful I'm alive ain't catch them bullets that was sent for me
And everything in life you gettin taxed but death is sent for free
Uh, look,
But death is sent for free
Beggars is choosers
Half of these bitches is substance abusers
Half of these ain't got no future
Bout a bag
Like bitch, I'm gone get to it
Hard times I'm gettin through it
Junior year I could barely read like mane I felt so f*ckin stupid
And now I feel so f*ckin useless
Should I put this glock up to my head and should I f*ckin shoot it?
Writer: David C
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid