BTF Stackaa - Shot At 15 Lyrics

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This brick shit in my veins, FreeB2
I hate the fact he got to call home
And I'm rollin' woods to get my mind right', Lord knows that my heart gone
Ever since you missed my call, ain't wanna call home, I ain't even tryna ball until my dawg's home
You went to slide, they flip the whip so he ain't make it home
Obviously, I think that we just best alone
Take it back to where we started
Could've told me you was broken hearted, said we was unbreakable and then we parted
I spotted your love, wanna give it up, shit, I tried
I tell you lies, you tell me lies, like we got the same mind
Gon' take you across the road with me, I'm for you, only for me
They can tell you anything, but they can't say shit bout me
RIP all of my niggas for they livin' through me
Nah, for real though, this the shit that come with the streets
Raindrops, gunshots, I sit at your headstone just to talk for a minute
I got shot at fifteen, only reason I ain't die, cause I ain't panic
Shit, I ain't lyin' to you nigga
A brick baby, purple hearts, only f*ckin' if they tens
I remember when I was broke, I'd shovel with the niggas
I remember when we used to walk, we'll never walk again
Nah, for real though, side-side trips, it was me and Twan
I apologize for all of the shit I said, I ain't mean
You would probably think I'm dumb because I'm tryna chase my dreams
I remember them late nights, it was me, 45Bs
Rollin', swear we ain't sleep in about a week
When it's hard times, keep your head up, and ain't no giving up
Cause when you broke, they gon' look at you different
And I got bad bitches tryna give it up, but I ain't tryna f*ck
They just make me look at them different, yeah
Go, this brick shit in my veins, Free B2, I hate the fact he gotta call home
Shh, and I'm rollin' woods to get my mind right', Lord knows that my heart gone
Ever since you missed my call, ain't wanna call home
I ain't even tryna ball until my dawgs home
You went to slide, they flip the whip so he ain't make it home
Obviously, I think that we just best alone
Roll a 3-5 in a G-5, it was tears, right
Shit, we just supposed to get loaded
But life is way different when your dawg die
I sit at the graveyard for a minute, cause my granny there
But you ain't even listen to a young nigga when he speak
You would probably think I'm dumb because I dropped out as a teen
And my brothers tell me, no, I ask my mama, she gon' tell me yeah
Trapped out apartments, bitch, we in the projects, yeah
I just gotta get to you
But the streets got me loaded, bitch, I'm fully loaded
Got it on me, if they want it, we gon' blow it
Step on em', we ain't runnin' from emotions, bitch nigga
4-way, yeah yeah
Free all my niggas doin' time in the pen
Bitch, spin a bin, yeah
Go, this brick shit in my veins, freeB2 I hate the fact he gotta call home
And I'm rollin' woods to get my mind right', lord knows that my heart gone
Ever since you missed my call, ain't wanna call home
I ain't even tryna ball until my dawgs home
You went to slide, they flip the whip so he ain't make it home
Obviously, I think that we just best alone