Every thing I ever seen I had to witness wit my own eye
A Cold Heart You Cut My Body You Can See Inside
Had To Clock in On My Shift I Ain't Have A 9to5
My og said he feel my pain I need to strategize
The vibe was there guess us together wasn't the perfect time
But I think shit won't be the same if I hit yo line
Feel like you hate me if you love me how that shit gonna work
You keep saying that I cross you bitch you cross me first
You texting niggas on the side thinkin I ain't know
And now you say I'm wilding out tweaking bout some hoes
I love my life and I refuse to let em damage it
I Tried To Give You All My Heart You Couldn't Handle It
We was out there in that field really scrambling
They put a screw all on my heart I watched em hammer it
It take a lot to cover scars can't use bandages
Sticking To My Own Craft I Don't Like Blending In
Aye
Trap phone going crazy junkies need more
Bitch come to my city it's a gun war
Shotgun with that glizzy we want all smoke
The bitch you gasping on ya tweet she gave me all throat
I sit back and think of times when I was really broke
Times my niggas would go out but me i couldn't go
They chasing love on instagram while Savage chasing dough
If you gon switch up don't switch up with guys I use to know
Cried a dozen tears when Qwan got buried
We leave a pussy nigga same color cherry
The ones I Love wanna see me lose this shit so scary
I hit my knees I talk to god cause life been crazy
I knew a bitch that suck me off she claim we bro and sis
I know some niggas buss they pistols get in court and snitch
I shoot my shot I wet the net on god i never miss
I need promotion on my shit cause everything be hits
I bet you trying come around when I get super rich
I speak my soul inside this shit I swear my shit legit
Say I ain't loyal
Now you spazzing out
Wish I can catch that vibe again when we was the couch
I got some homies in the feds still ain't let em out
So antisocial if you gon dip why did you come around
Trenches Baby Grandma Baby I'm Gutta Crazy
My pop pop died ain't no one help shit drove me Brazy
I lost my bro the next year thinking is we gon make it
Get off my dick ain't nomore room give a f*ck if you hate it
Em Savage - Lessons & Blessings Lyrics
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Every thing I ever seen I had to witness wit my own eye
A Cold Heart You Cut My Body You Can See Inside
Had To Clock in On My Shift I Ain't Have A 9to5
My og said he feel my pain I need to strategize
The vibe was there guess us together wasn't the perfect time
But I think shit won't be the same if I hit yo line
Feel like you hate me if you love me how that shit gonna work
You keep saying that I cross you bitch you cross me first
You texting niggas on the side thinkin I ain't know
And now you say I'm wilding out tweaking bout some hoes
I love my life and I refuse to let em damage it
I Tried To Give You All My Heart You Couldn't Handle It
We was out there in that field really scrambling
They put a screw all on my heart I watched em hammer it
It take a lot to cover scars can't use bandages
Sticking To My Own Craft I Don't Like Blending In
Aye
Trap phone going crazy junkies need more
Bitch come to my city it's a gun war
Shotgun with that glizzy we want all smoke
The bitch you gasping on ya tweet she gave me all throat
I sit back and think of times when I was really broke
Times my niggas would go out but me i couldn't go
They chasing love on instagram while Savage chasing dough
If you gon switch up don't switch up with guys I use to know
Cried a dozen tears when Qwan got buried
We leave a pussy nigga same color cherry
The ones I Love wanna see me lose this shit so scary
I hit my knees I talk to god cause life been crazy
I knew a bitch that suck me off she claim we bro and sis
I know some niggas buss they pistols get in court and snitch
I shoot my shot I wet the net on god i never miss
I need promotion on my shit cause everything be hits
I bet you trying come around when I get super rich
I speak my soul inside this shit I swear my shit legit
Say I ain't loyal
Now you spazzing out
Wish I can catch that vibe again when we was the couch
I got some homies in the feds still ain't let em out
So antisocial if you gon dip why did you come around
Trenches Baby Grandma Baby I'm Gutta Crazy
My pop pop died ain't no one help shit drove me Brazy
I lost my bro the next year thinking is we gon make it
Get off my dick ain't nomore room give a f*ck if you hate it
A Cold Heart You Cut My Body You Can See Inside
Had To Clock in On My Shift I Ain't Have A 9to5
My og said he feel my pain I need to strategize
The vibe was there guess us together wasn't the perfect time
But I think shit won't be the same if I hit yo line
Feel like you hate me if you love me how that shit gonna work
You keep saying that I cross you bitch you cross me first
You texting niggas on the side thinkin I ain't know
And now you say I'm wilding out tweaking bout some hoes
I love my life and I refuse to let em damage it
I Tried To Give You All My Heart You Couldn't Handle It
We was out there in that field really scrambling
They put a screw all on my heart I watched em hammer it
It take a lot to cover scars can't use bandages
Sticking To My Own Craft I Don't Like Blending In
Aye
Trap phone going crazy junkies need more
Bitch come to my city it's a gun war
Shotgun with that glizzy we want all smoke
The bitch you gasping on ya tweet she gave me all throat
I sit back and think of times when I was really broke
Times my niggas would go out but me i couldn't go
They chasing love on instagram while Savage chasing dough
If you gon switch up don't switch up with guys I use to know
Cried a dozen tears when Qwan got buried
We leave a pussy nigga same color cherry
The ones I Love wanna see me lose this shit so scary
I hit my knees I talk to god cause life been crazy
I knew a bitch that suck me off she claim we bro and sis
I know some niggas buss they pistols get in court and snitch
I shoot my shot I wet the net on god i never miss
I need promotion on my shit cause everything be hits
I bet you trying come around when I get super rich
I speak my soul inside this shit I swear my shit legit
Say I ain't loyal
Now you spazzing out
Wish I can catch that vibe again when we was the couch
I got some homies in the feds still ain't let em out
So antisocial if you gon dip why did you come around
Trenches Baby Grandma Baby I'm Gutta Crazy
My pop pop died ain't no one help shit drove me Brazy
I lost my bro the next year thinking is we gon make it
Get off my dick ain't nomore room give a f*ck if you hate it
Writer: Emeuel Charleston
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid