g french patience şarkı sözleri

Yo Hello What's up kid What's going on Aye pops, let me call you right back Alright, Okay Let me call you right back pops K-, well okay son,love you Alright,love you Alright I swear I want this shit so bad Don't think they understand me This shit get hard,but ima' always keep it G Yeah, uh, yeah Skinny nigga, 20oz ribeye I got expensive taste Valentines, was out there Making plays, I wasn't tryin' get laid I gotta get paid She went to UGA I guess that's why she like me I'm a dog It's something like the stripclub This no cap, it's poles up in my spot I had a talk with God, forgive me Someone break in and they die I'm smoking, watching Avatar My music playing in the background Coronavirus almost killed me Mani walked me out the house I'm texting cuz' behind the walls He say he can't wait to get out I got a nephew I just met Uncles, aunties I don't see I got some cousins I don't know Don't give a f*ck if we don't speak I feel like Adebayo I been riding with my Heat You never know how this shit go When you be in the street Tell me all about you But I can't tell you bout' me Just know that I keep it G That's why they call me G French Cameras, dogs, pistols, sticks, vests Don't come here tweaking Ain't smoke two weeks Picked it back up Now I'm thinking different 40 cents for lunch in school Was 30 cents for breakfast I had reduced lunch Cause' times was tough I just embraced it I done seen so much shit In my head I just replay it I could write a book about my life I can explain it What don't kill you Make you smarter Gotta' have some patience Chasing cash, that's what I'm on I want a mansion gated Pull up something fast Yeah I want the latest Hit her from the back And smack her ass Cause' she my baby Uh, yeah, yeah Ima' just say f*ck you If I think you tryna' play me Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Blazy Susan Papers Maestro Raw Tips Got me lazy Hello What's up Gann Oh nothing,just sitting here Watching TV, what's up Germon I been talking to my grandma I don't know how she get me I don't even gotta' explain it to her She be right there with me Frenchie speeding in automatics I can't drive no six speed Plugs front me them packs I pay em' back, I ain't no deadbeat Push my dick so far down her throat I just made this bitch queef Jabbawockee, I been bussin' moves I feel like KD This my life, You don't gotta' like me But you gone' respect me I don't get paid from streams I'm in the streets and I stay lowkey You know man shit got real When I turned 26 It seem like some shit happened Every other month nigga Some lil' bullshit happened In October Coronavirus bout' took my life In November Shit I broke my right thumb In December Some other shit I can't get into Happened in December and shit Man you know Some other shit happened in March Some lil' bullshit happened in June A car accident bout' took my life In July, a nigga flipped my shit Upside down knocked my shoes Off my feet knocked my glasses Off my face I don't even know How I climbed out that bitch And two days after that wreck My dad nigga get shot in the chest Man nigga my momma come to My door banging on my door And shit 9 O'clock in the morning and shit Telling me he ain't make it I'm still here locked in though man It's G French man
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