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Lost Too Many

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Lost Too Many

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Damn, slime

Your ass really gone, foe, damn

I'm gon' drop an eight in this twenty (yeah)

For my brother that I lost, I done lost too many (hell, yeah)

Hardaway when I ball, I can't give a penny (hell, yeah, oh)

I'm gon' drop a fucking fo' in this fucking twenty (hell, yeah)

For my brothers that I lost, I done lost too many (hell, yeah)

Uh, real killers get involved, I run with too many (hell, yeah)

Fuck a thirty, I got the fifty (uh)

I heard you run with plenty, I got enough bullets for an army

They just took my slime today, I dare niggas try to stop me (what the fuck?)

I won't show no mercy, stand over his body when I pop 'em (baow, baow)

Brodie say he'll do it for me, you don't got to bro, I got 'em

It's gon' get bloody and gory, this shit turn into a problem

I'ma stand over his body and pop 'em (uh-huh)

Wanna see what he think in shock (uh-huh)

I can't believe they fuckin' shot him (uh-huh)

That was my brother, that was my partner (uh-huh)

I'm gonna pour an eight in this and drink away my fuckin' problems (uh-huh, uh-huh)

Grip that Glock and fuck your face with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

The definition of a goblin, let me talk to my slatt for a second (yeah)

Why'd you leave? You told me that they wouldn't get you (why?)

Told me that you couldn't bleed

I told you come on tour with me

You told me that you had to eat

Dummy, I got this money, don't got it for nothin'

They hit you twenty times, that shit was disgusting (grrah)

Now it's tears in my eyes, I can't fucking breathe (tears in my eyes)

Put a backwood in the sky, prayin' for some peace (put it in the sky)

But it's okay, my revenge on the way (way)

I plan to fill them nigga's up with hollow tips anyways (grrah, grrah, grrah)

Horny guns, they'll make love to my enemies

Takin' drugs, trying not to fucking hyperventilate (hell yeah)

Aw shit, I'ma get on my mob shit, mop 'em

Worst thing about it is, you was 'bout to be a father (damn)

I'm gon' drop a fucking fo' in this fucking twenty (hell yeah)

For my brothers that I lost, I done lost too many (hell yeah)

Uh, real killers get involved, I run with too many (hell yeah)

Fuck a thirty, I got the fifty (uh)

I heard you run with plenty, I got enough bullets for an army

They just took my slime today, I dare niggas try to stop me (what the fuck?)

I won't show no mercy, stand over his body when I pop 'em (baow, baow)

Brodie say he'll do it for me, you don't got to bro, I got 'em

It's gon' get bloody and gory, this shit turn into a problem

Wait, think about where the days gone

Numb the pain, codeine in the fuego

Bloody rain, all this bloody rain

I think I get it now, I'ma turn to his block to hunger games (grrah)

Leave 'em in the lost and found, I'm feeling more lost than found

Uh, they better shoot me down (uh-huh), before I get around 'em (uh-uh)

Who the savage now? (huh?) who the savage now? (huh?)

Oh, this song ain't coming out (uh-huh)

Cause I ain't going to snitch about it

I just needed to get this shit off my chest (uh-huh)

Can't believe I got to lay my brother to rest (uh-huh)

I remember that nigga was toting the tec (uh-huh)

Jammed up one time, ain't use it since (uh-huh)

I remember we use to play ball at the rec (uh-huh)

On and off of the court he was shooting to kill (grrah)

Oh, this can't be for real (uh-huh)

I can't believe you got killed (can't believe)

Your blood spilled, now it's weighing on my shoulders like an anvil

Back in the day we was some bad ass lil' kids

Most of us don't make it to grown ups and that's real shit (real, real, real, real)

So we kill

I'm gon' drop a fucking fo' in this fucking twenty

For my brothers that I lost, I done lost too many

Uh, real killers get involved, I run with too many (oh)

Fuck a thirty, I got the fifty (yeah)

I heard you run with plenty, I got enough bullets for an army

They just took my slime today, I dare niggas try to stop me

I won't show no mercy, stand over his body when I pop 'em

Brodie say he'll do it for me, you don't got to bro, I got 'em

It's gon' get bloody and gory, this shit turn into a problem

What?

What?

Bro I got 'em

Into a problem

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