- Sleepy Hallow Flows 歌詞
- Sheff G Sleepy Hallow
- M8V3N Gang
Shooter, shooter, thats shooter gang
Thats shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
M8V3N, M8V3N Gang
Shooter, shooter, thats shooter gang
Look, I know lately they hatin on me
Got my family dependin on me
Niggas pocket watchin, niggas droppin dots
I cant go jail I got places to be
Member the days we was waitin to feast, and there werent really places to eat
Member losses I took on repeat
And still they throw shade on my name
My nigga, I done seen plenty shit, never talk about it
Bodies drop, cant do shit but put chalk around em
Only one time when I walk without it
Got some scars, but what after, cant talk about it
Peoples feelings change when your change up
Been through situations, people aint the same returnin favors
Counted on people and waited on people, but nobody comin
Times when they doubted me, **** them apologies
Help me, you couldve but nobody would and
They aint got love for me
Bitches adorin me now cause they see where Im headed toward and
I.. really reminisce on certain days up in the system, the time that I lost and
I... really really missed our childhood, grievin cause the drillin was mainly my focus
Look, we was dumb-minded, thank God, focused up, we was dumb-minded
Three or two, in the pump, my nigga
We aint tote, woulda lost my niggas
Free the whole gang, missin all my niggas
Wit the gang, samepain, needle up my nigga
Drill after drill, healin all my niggas
Sin after sin, forgive all my niggas
I woke up in some bad rage
Bro called, he said he sensin a bad day
Say they love me, thats mad fake
Send shots get shot, they know I got some bad fate
They dont like how Im stuck in my bad ways
**** it, Im stuck in my bad ways
They dont like how Im stuck in my bad ways
**** it, Im stuck in my bad ways
I got shot, I aint bitch, I just manned up
Cant trip, gotta keep tears tucked
Elevated, we was broken, we was devastated
Never hatin, was waitin, we got impatient
Dont you get mistaken
Look, I might still bend a block , now we got a patient
Fry em up, no bacon
Look, know we stand on the strip til the block is vacant
Shorty say Im Satan, got the devil in me
I know God forgive me
All my niggas gon shoot if theres problems with me
What? So whats the problems with me?
Droppin bombs on em
You was tellin you would drop a dime on em
Pull a nine on him
He aint loyal, so we put a fine on him
What you know bout...
Hunnid days, hunnid nights in the whip til you know the route?
I aint showin out
Say less, I know what you gon do for a lot a clout
I aint goin out
Please dont call me for nothin, Im focused on money quick
My day was rainy, no sunny shit
Please never act like you love me, bitch
M8V3N, M8V3N Gang
Shooter, shooter, thats shooter gang
Thats shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
M8V3N, M8V3N Gang
Shooter, shooter, thats shooter gang
Thats shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
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