Name: LLM by LLMzay
Duration: 2 min 28 s
Description: I wrote it for my girlfriend who passed last week. show love. and forever in my heart. LLMP🕊️💔

I wrote it for my girlfriend who passed last week. show love. and forever in my heart. LLMP🕊️💔

ina week ft. ünKn0wn

Proceed With Caution (feat. Martian Don)(prod. DeeLowGoiinn)

Locked In-feat. kxshkd/EDotHoy

Specialize in smoke

My gun up on my dresser when I sleep no it ain't shit to eat
Battle with my thoughts Fuck inner peace, I'm finna break the leash
Told you I was gon' make it, then you laughed and tried to shit on me
Fuck all that being humble Turn me up, I'm finna kill a flea

That dirty nigga been hatin', I seen it from the jump
We used to be the best of bros, you run your mouth and fuck it up
I wish I ain't had no faith in you, cause now you really runner up
Stuck with the team, you could've made it, now your ass is really stuck

And yeah, I'm smiling in a Urus, on the surface, see you hurtin
All up in my views, without no likes your pussy hurtin, nigga
Damn, I closed the curtain, you can't peep what I be doin
Fuck Flexin, bitches car, I do 500, with a stuart

I can't sleep and I can't eat, you the type to beat your meat
I'm the type to beat my feet, make sure I get me something to eat
I'm the type to keep it G, and you the type to keep it street
I can't argue with no broke nigga, I gotta charge a fee

Nigga, back then I was starving and my momma used to struggle
I ain't had no pops, you fucked it up, I hate to burst his bubble
Grandma keep me out the streets, it's like a magnet in my feet
I can't even run no more, I don't even stop for the police Nigga

I've been tryin' to make it out, I'm dodgin' hoes who run their mouth
I used to stress about a bitch, I'm fuckin' hoes, got they own house
Nigga, From sleepin' on the couch and tryin' hard to flip a OZ
Man, I be damned, they run their mouth, bitch, I'm the biggest in my town

Nigga, pot holes, pop hoes, new bottles, pop those
Young n hella turnt, I'm livin' life, I got a pop more
One shot, two shot, three shot, another drop
Don't even wanna kill him, but that nigga keep on talkin' hot

That dirty nigga been hatin', I seen it from the jump
We used to be the best of bros, you run your mouth and fuck it up
I wish I ain't had no faith in you, cause now you really runner up
Stuck with the team, you could've made it, now your ass is really stuck

Yeah I'm smilin' in a Urus on the surface, see you hurtin
All up in my views, without no likes your pussy hurtin Nigga,
Damn, I closed the curtain, you can't peep what I be doin
Fuck Flexin bitches, cars I do 500 with a stuart

I can't sleep and I can't eat, you the type to beat your meat
I'm the type to beat my feet, make sure I get me somethin' to eat
I'm the type to keep it G and you the type to keep it street
I can't argue with no broke nigga, I gotta charge a fee, nigga

LLM

LLMzay

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