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Planned Out
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Lil Kee
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I had everything planned out, I thought love was all I need If it ever end up goin' left, just blame it all on me I got Dracos in my house, I be shootin' out where I sleep On the block, we strapped up like the women Every shot, we gon' hit, ain't no warning In the Maybach with Baby explorin' It got to the point where I hop in the whip, I'm like, "F**k it, don't care where I'm goin'" It got to the point where I couldn't pick the pistol, the thirty, the forty, or drum F**k it, I'm grabbin' a gun Spin your block, boy, you know what you've done Shots out the glizzy, it f**k up your lungs Uh, half of these n***as be hoes, act like they hard on the media, know they ain't street These n***as playin' with they nose, must be some goofies they think 'bout f**kin' with me Had Mitchie go f**k on they hoes, I be with rich n***as, but I'm still in the street Brodie just gave me a pole When I shoot, watch the back of it fold I had everything planned out, I thought love was all I need If it ever end up goin' left, just blame it all on me I got Dracos in my house, I be shootin' out where I sleep On the block, we strapped up like the women Every shot, we gon' hit, ain't no warning In the Maybach with Baby explorin' It got to the point where I hop in the whip, I'm like, "F**k it, don't care where I'm goin'" It got to the point where I couldn't pick the pistol, the thirty, the forty, or drum F**k it, I'm grabbin' a gun Spin your block, boy, you know what you've done Shots out the glizzy, it f**k up your lungs Uh, I had a dream for this I had to sacrifice one for the team for this I got a Glock in bro name, G-57, it came with a beam with it I had to sleep on the floor with the roaches and rats and wake up to the fiends and sh*t I put a switch on the blick, mind your business Like, wanna draw down on this lick, get a fifty For whoever move, gon' make the news 'cause as soon as you do, we gon' blick 'em I was moving fast and almost crashed just tryna stand out Almost lost my mind when big bro died, I had everything planned out (Nah, for real) I had everything planned out, I thought love was all I need If it ever end up goin' left, just blame it all on me I got Dracos in my house, I be shootin' out where I sleep On the block, we strapped up like the women Every shot, we gon' hit, ain't no warning In the Maybach with Baby explorin' It got to the point where I hop in the whip, I'm like, "F**k it, don't care where I'm goin'" It got to the point where I couldn't pick the pistol, the thirty, the forty, or drum F**k it, I'm grabbin' a gun Spin your block, boy, you know what you've done Shots out the glizzy, it f**k up your lungs
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