Correction Paroles STRONG (Extended/Alternate Version) par Justin Rarri

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b*t*h you left me with a broken heart
I was breakin' down bad on my birthday
I done seen all the fake in the worst way
And my brother cross me in the worst way
And it's easy to say, I was stupid all along
How the f**k you gon' break? A lil' n***a I had to be strong
Don't want no question 'bout my life, I gotta big reason, I don't do a song with them n***as
Them n***as don't hang with real killers
And you know that I'm unforgiving
And he taking that deuce right out his backpack, yeah
Big ol' 30, gon' knock his face, I'm shootin' them black gats, yeah

All them, n***as they cappin', they stretchin' the cap, they be strechin' the fitted, I call 'em Yo Gotti
All in my DM talking 'bout a BM, the f**k you gon' do? You ain't clap at nobody
I got sky dweller, tell a b*t*h I'm the plug, I be swaggin' all over the Mazi'
Inside the Burberry, find a 30 round clip, only shoot if I bust at your noggin'

Whole gang behind me, if you get it f**ked up that's RIP
They gon' have to go some new white tees
And she feel safer around me
I got respect in my city, lil' b*t*h, go 'head, try to kill me
I'ma hurt your whole family feelings (Yeah)
I'ma let you know, you dying with me
Because, b*t*h I be that baby devil
Blood on my Balenciagas
b*t*h we shootin' ain't no problem
Bro want that, he know I got him
Thirty deep up, in your place
Fifty deep, if you want rake
Young rich n***a, I feel like Mase
I said, young rich n***a, I feel like Mase

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