long time +prod.me+

on sum glo glo! shit
luh drop nun 2 crazy

juneofive - summrs

ya ya pop anotha pill im gone 
how u not gon care how i feel bae thats wrong 
i been in the field wit my dawgs swinging rods 
i've been tryna grind n provide for ma mom 
yea i wanna kms sometimes but i just gotta move on 
yea im tired of relationships (x2)

money came in now she quick to show whats real 
i wanna try a xan so i can really feel 
how it feels to be alone away from here 
i aint got no friends i got no friends thats near 
i been dying on the inside i cant take it no more
i wanna die dont wanna be here but im really not sure 
ik people gon be sad to see me go but idk 
i been stuck in my feelings cant go to sleep anymore 
but i gotta go get this dough
i cant trust anymo 
i want love wit u tho  
just please dont let me go

tired prod soulless

Lyrics:
Verse 1:
(?!Fxrces?!)
walk down wit my fye
walk down wit my fye
Big ass choppa it slide
big ass choppa its slide
Mob ties
Mob ties
mixing drank and lean that's tiedie 
223. big ah redot  
huh 
twin dont drop no 5's
bitch we really crankin 4's
put dat boy on da floor 
put dat boy on da ground
yeah 
 dem niggas is really damn hounds 
yuhh
they catch catch your ah on da spot
hollow rounds in ya head 
shit gone get really spicy
tell dat nigga drop dat lo
bitch cmere and fight me
huh
money all in dat pocket 
huuh
big choppa is not missing
huh 223. and da hitting
huh
call izzy he not missing
why the fuck that nigga mugging
caught that boy and i knock off his muffin
fuck that lil whore give her stuffing
broke ah nigga u always damn bluffing
stop talking to whores dat shii sad
im a bad man 
im like batman
bring my bats out man we got weapons
big ah choppa  take out your bestfriend one call now your ass in heaven
Yuh heaven nigga 
Fuck da opp he get pissed on 
Hmm lame ahh nigga boy u not fucking known 
I fuck a hoe like pornstar 
Hellcat fast car 
AMG ALLSTAR 
I shoot da block up like curry 

Verse 2: (!Plxtorich!)
Bitch i love these drugs, i love percys
Hellcat ian got no tint so come murk me
Wake up pour the tris in the cup now its dirty
Wake up time to slide
Put the 4 behind the 9
All we think is homicide
Bet that boy wont come outside
Got my shooter by my side
Pass him the ball he hit that
Klat thompson with the blick wont miss that
Put some money on yo head bet i get that
Cmon, huh, huh 
You thought i was done
Flexing on the gram we had ran off with his funds
I might run off with his life make that pussy boy run
His life flashed before his eyes when he seen that draco drum
Im just having fun
This some real life shit bitch im one of one
Took the percs ima get sick on feel none
Slide behind my brudda you know he tryna go kill some
I be with my kutta you know that nigga the real one

WTF!! ft plxtorich

?!Fxrces!?(IG@Fxrces_ )