Correction Paroles On My Name par Blxst

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Head gone, doin' designer drug and I’ma fall back
Self-made n***a, still talk my love but I'm off that
Real deal, I took a dose of them pills and I feel that pain again
Callin' lil’ shawty when I think I'm back in my feelin'
Them feelings just came and went, all I know for sure
Is I've been tryin' to feel like big dogs since forever, ever
Gettin' money since forever, ever, gas on 'em, I'on ever let up
They want me golden, ain’t none of that sh*t on my name
We really runnin’ up those things, off this drink
Tryna feel good, n***a that came with pain

N***a, keep talkin', we up but there’s still the dirt in me
Shawty was tryna just love me, I gave her the worst of me
Got the gang tatted on me 'casue that's what it's worth to me
N***a gon’ ride by that, probably gon' die by that
But I'm fine by that
Two chains say the same thing, got on both of 'em
Shawty wasn't never gon' f**k with me before I came up
Gotta know something, I'm still the same
How I came, they want my drip on my wave
Factory, buss out the fake
N***as keep talkin' like they really feelin' my pain
N***as keep tryna relate, n***a, could die today
And I pray that n***as ain't talkin' like they knew the real me
N***a gotta lose everything a few times before he try to feel me
I'm from the bottom of 'em, tryina make mama proud
Of somethin' before they kill me
N***a can't move like the old me but I'm still me
Washin' Norcos down, drinkin' 42
N***as ain't talkin' 'bout gettin' it, they ain't gon' notice you
N***as keep tellin' my busy, they don't even know the truth
N***as keep tryna chip me, them n***as ain't tryna get you
Sippin', I'm tryna get through
Head gone, doin' designer drug and I'ma fall back
Self-made n***a, still talk my love but I'm off that
Real deal, I took a dose of them pills and I feel that pain again
Callin' lil' shawty when I think I'm back in my feelin'
Them feelings just came and went, all I know for sure
Is I've been tryin' to feel like big dogs since forever, ever
Gettin' money since forever, ever, gas on 'em, I'on ever let up
They want me golden, ain't none of that sh*t on my name
We really runnin' up those things, off this drink
Tryna feel good, n***a that came with pain

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