III I'm falling into your trap, Oh no
Gun into my back, I know
I cannot go out sad, you know?
So ima go out bad, oh no.
Running it back my demeanor on go,
I'm losing my mind, it might f*ck up my flow,
In love with her dark skin and no I can't settle with snow,
I wanted her bad but she wanted my bro.
Run out, no more,
Guns out gonna blow,
Shots fired hit the floor,
Parties on, don't knock at door
I just want you to know, when you left your home
Your baby hit my phone
She told me "I'm alone"
I told her "I don't want her, ima leave her on her own"
.. Too bad it's 5 A.M IN ROME.
Now i'm sneaking out the door, Pass my phone to my bro,
She told me i'm alone,
So i'm headed to your home,
She said "I hate my boyfriend"
I told her, "Break up with that hoe"
But she won't ever do it she just trynna up the score, Oh
I made her feel these things that she never felt,
And this a true story I won't ever f*cking lie and tell,
He waking up next morning, said he feel like he in f*cking hell,
He so mad at me this boy want to pull up and go take my head.
Mhmm
But i'm standing still,
I won't ever fail,
I'm sorry that I broke your heart little boy,
But you won't get this kill,
Saw me on your ring,
Boy you won't do a thing,
He came back to his house,
While i'm in the back and i'm running it out,
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.
He trynna dodge these bullets, I won't miss.