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Forever Tia & Ahk
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[Intro] Mob Mob Mob Mob They wasn’t there from the start uh They wasn’t there from the start Uh [Verse] I can’t be fuckin’ wit’ niggas uh, if they wasn’t there from the start Ima come out with the Glock and a mask uh, somebody bound to get robbed I’m not givin’ up Ima do it for Ahk I do it for Tia ‘cause shawty my heart My child on the way so I’m moving smart My young nigga stressin’, he spinned on the box I don’t think none of feelin’ me This shit be killin’ me, this shit ain’t gon’ never just sit wit’ me That bitch tellin’ lies, she’ll never admit to me If I’m coolin’ that Glock 23 gotta sit wit’ me Paranoid as a bitch, that Glock gotta shit wit’ me She eatin’ the whole dick literally She on dicks ‘cause I rap, she ain’t takin’ no trip wit’ me I know ain’t none of em real as me Ain’t no nigga killin’ me I ain’t fuckin’ wit’ niggas I see through em I ain’t the rapper a nigga should sleep on In the snow wit’ no coat but I still got that heat on me If I pull out my dick lot of bitches gon’ be on it Hit the lights bend the corner ‘cause we gotta creep on em I’m burnin’ any nigga tryin’ reach on me I had it on me I ain’t have to reach for it XD wit’ the lemon, catch it and squeeze it on em Niggas out here trippin, why you kill a nigga yo’ bitch was just eatin’ on em You smackin’ her out, she goin’ right over his house You should’ve never been beatin’ on her Now he mad as a bitch but that’s what he get You should’ve been givin’ her dick ‘Stead of punchin’ the bitch in her shit Can’t be throwin’ no fit, when it’s shit in the streets that you know you gotta get Hangin’ out the window, pushin’ up on em We probably dog a bitch But we don’t give a fuck, he try hop a gate and got stuck He got his whole face blew up I couldn’t wait ‘til glew up Come out and play bitch we gon’ be two up I feel the pain, gotta pour me a deuce up I don’t care ‘bout no nigga, most of em pool putts I been runnin’ up racks, I could get you plucked Keep comin’ off the top nigga I ain’t ‘bout to stop I don’t want her in the picture Ima get the bitch cropped Big G 33 that’s a tre-five seven Glock FN-57 knock em right out his socks Locked in wit’ my niggas we can’t be apart Whatever I do I’m gon’ do it for Ahk Shit won’t ever stop, somebody gotta get dropped We ain’t catch up wit’ him he the reason his bitch dropped Deep in the streets I don’t care about Hip-Hop I put that shit on em if he try lip box Wack em, we hear he got money on his top If it’s up then I’m spinnin’ a bin in my bitch car Comin’ right back but nigga we switched cars Ima miss my young nigga ‘cause shawty was too solid This shit eatin’ me up ‘cause nigga I feel yo’ problems I promise, uh promise, I promise uh, I promise Eatin’ me up ‘cause nigga I feel yo’ problems This shit eatin’ me up ‘cause nigga I feel it
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