My princess (prod. Riveo) #3go

Lyrics<
Halle can u let me see my kid
Halle Bailey Do not cheat on me 
Halle Bailey cant u see im suffering 
u tryna destroy my life but I’m havin fun on live
Damn I hate Ts bitch but it’s bouta be her time
Put a restraining order on my name ok oh 
why
Makin my life more harder den it already is ok oh bye
We was just chillin wit halo on his birthday now ur gone 
How u gon fuck Brent fayiaz and don’t listen to my songs 
I gotta g on my seat
bitch thts my glock not my meat 
Bitch I left u in the street
I’m like lil bitch ima leave

When I feel sad I stream yuh
Baby wtf do u mean yuh
When I feel sad I scream yuh

ddg found out halle is a whore (mynorth)

kynlary - loving the way you smiling (trashboat)

Jovan + momo - be like me (2EZ&nassim)

@ilychrxme
watching you look at me, like i love you and i know you love me
like its meant to be, baby cant you see? no i'm not okay, i been left on E
bae i jus wanna breathe, can we try again? know you hate my friends
you been all up in your head, like its alright baby, there's no reason for it to end
like you're prettier than the sunrise, i'm gone like the wind
i jus wanna look into your eyes until my life ends
now we're sitting here thinking, sitting where it all began

watching you look at me, like i love you and i know you love me
like its meant to be, baby cant you see? no im not okay, i been left on E
bae i jus wanna breathe, can we try again? know you hate my friends
you been all up in your head
bae yea i promise it'll be okay, promise well get past this, i promise it'll fade away
calling your phone, and i said "hey, yes i love you, don't forget that, bae"

meant2b (dec)

we grew apart, mi amor (neonmaid + cprcash)

j’adore her life (dec)

angel realm (h1jaxk)

[intro]
tru gonna start a riot (pshhh)
Yah
Yah
Oh yah oh yah
Oh yah
Yeah yeah yeah (Oh yah)

[chorus]
I wont speak for them
They wont speak for me
And that shit was pretend
And they was lyin' to me
No you not my friend
You can't get shit from me
I was broke back then
That's just how it used to be
Ran this shit up like it's track
I took your bag, there's no get backs
My bitch ain't rich but she got a rack
Bitch I'm the bomb like Obama wit Iraq
Get hit with the choppa better go think fast
I trickshot the hoe and hit off the map
Call of Duty with this toolie, wont lag
When I walk to the bank, oh yeah, I laugh

[verse]
Freestyled this shit yeah I better get credit
He talkin' down on C9 he get beheaded
They say "Tru goin' up" oh yeah that's where I'm headed
When I flirt with that bitch that lil hoe gettin' reddish
A lot on my mind but so much I don't mention
I see dreams of me makin' it while I wash dishes
I just wanna make it, there's way more than wishing
Oh imma ball hard just like the Pistons
I'm starvin' for this shit I'm so fuckin' hungry
I got a bad lil hoe she wanna suck me
Yo bank account that's so small and disgusting
My bank account that shit big and eruptin'
I pull up with a big gun in the function
Hol- Hold up, wait you with the fuck shit?
I pull up with a big gun, It like my wrist get to bussin'

[bridge]
Never trust a hoe (Nah)
Put that on my soul (Put that on my soul)
Bitches in my head (Bitches in my head)
They tryna take control (Take control)
She gon' ride like slide (What?)
Cuz that's my lil hoe (That's my lil hoe)
Run up on me you dead (You dead!)
He full of bullet holes (Bow bow bow)

[chorus]
I wont speak for them
They wont speak for me
And that shit was pretend
And they was lyin' to me
No you not my friend
You can't get shit from me
I was broke back then
That's just how it used to be
Ran this shit up like it's track
I took your bag, there's no get backs
My bitch ain't rich but she got a rack
Bitch I'm the bomb like Obama wit Iraq
Get hit with the choppa better go think fast
I trickshot the hoe and hit off the map
Call of Duty with this toolie, wont lag
When I walk to the bank, oh yeah, I laugh

[outro]
I'm starvin' for this shit I'm so fuckin' hungry
I got a bad lil hoe she wanna suck me
Yo bank account that's small and disgusting
My bank account that shit big and eruptin'
I pull up with a big gun in the function
Hol- Hold up, wait you with the fuck shit?
I pull up with a big gun, It like my wrist get to bussin'