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Testo Over Again
Testo Over Again
I fuck around lost my focus but I'm back chosen again
If you came from where I came you would be hoping to win
I'm on it again might as well say it's over again
Did it more than twice I can say that I told you again
Know I'm a Gemini my devil side be hoping I sin
Said I'm on the rhyme but I say I'm just getting right before I go in
I'm going up I thought I told the judge no in offense
I kind of let my grass grow so I can be low in the field Sometimes be feeling bulletproof I might open a vest
Knowing they putting shit together you still wrote them a test
I'm gon' fuck around make the church say you going for my neck
I ain't never did no cocaine I'm dope in the flesh
These nigga want me gone
My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs
These nigga want me gone My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs, damn
EGE mean a lot to me that's family
Can't let another nigga play with the team gotta handle them
Screaming fuck the judge not the judge but we got hammers yeah
Mobey he be clutching on that broom like the janitor
You can't catch a Z we gon' snooze like the camera
You say that it's smoke we gon' throw shots at your manager
Your clique ain't got no firepower 15k to fill it up
I snatch niggas bitches up come get your bitch she really in love
No opp richer than us
Fuck with opps get you cut
Glock with a switch on the butt
Four seconds we get him flush
I gave my heart to you but ain't been feeling in love
Say tired of healing wounds I went Cartier for the ones
These nigga want me gone
My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs
These nigga want me gone
My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs, damn
Tired of healing wounds
I went Cartier for the ones
And I got it bust
Lil momma let me know if I really bust
I'm just trying to heal swear to god I'm dumb in love
And I'm just trying to live
Slide make them switch sides leave them in the middle
We done lost niggas but I bet the opps know how it feels
And when we slide they switching sides leave em in the middle
And when we slide they switching sides
If you came from where I came you would be hoping to win
I'm on it again might as well say it's over again
Did it more than twice I can say that I told you again
Know I'm a Gemini my devil side be hoping I sin
Said I'm on the rhyme but I say I'm just getting right before I go in
I'm going up I thought I told the judge no in offense
I kind of let my grass grow so I can be low in the field Sometimes be feeling bulletproof I might open a vest
Knowing they putting shit together you still wrote them a test
I'm gon' fuck around make the church say you going for my neck
I ain't never did no cocaine I'm dope in the flesh
These nigga want me gone
My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs
These nigga want me gone My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs, damn
EGE mean a lot to me that's family
Can't let another nigga play with the team gotta handle them
Screaming fuck the judge not the judge but we got hammers yeah
Mobey he be clutching on that broom like the janitor
You can't catch a Z we gon' snooze like the camera
You say that it's smoke we gon' throw shots at your manager
Your clique ain't got no firepower 15k to fill it up
I snatch niggas bitches up come get your bitch she really in love
No opp richer than us
Fuck with opps get you cut
Glock with a switch on the butt
Four seconds we get him flush
I gave my heart to you but ain't been feeling in love
Say tired of healing wounds I went Cartier for the ones
These nigga want me gone
My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs
These nigga want me gone
My momma want me home
I think everybody wants fame
No love for these hoes
What's coming must go
Left my heart in the cold
I just wanna do these show
Ain't trying run from no POs, damn
Tired of healing wounds
I went Cartier for the ones
And I got it bust
Lil momma let me know if I really bust
I'm just trying to heal swear to god I'm dumb in love
And I'm just trying to live
Slide make them switch sides leave them in the middle
We done lost niggas but I bet the opps know how it feels
And when we slide they switching sides leave em in the middle
And when we slide they switching sides
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