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Go Nuts Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I was never like the others
Calling him brodie when nigga ain't even your brother
He only around cause you had some racks in the duffle
I'm trying to find out where nigga had went at when shit going down and in trouble
He wasn't there for the grind when a nigga had nothing got shit out the muscle
When I ain't around I wonder how niggas gon speak on my name bitch
Rapping til the sun down it's keeping a young nigga sane bitch
She couldn't find another nigga like me I wasn't the same bitch
Where was you at when I needed your help I was stuck in the rain bitch
Born to be stuck up with a bad bitch
Don't worry baby cause I'm having
He don't got it promise you he capping
Been a long time since I seen you
It was shawties that wanna be you
They wanna be us so it was my mission I can't let em see you
So I'm finna go nuts
Foot on they neck so I leave em with donuts
Like Double T they don't got nothing on us
Claim you bout it bitch you gon have to show us
Bitch I was stuck in the dark
He won't jump in the water won't swim with them sharks
Yeah slime huh, he never felt how to feel to live without a heart
Stressing and hurting a young nigga almost had picked up a Jay
That was the demons they talking to me but I prayed to the lord so he kept them away
Why do it gotta be us, and why do it gotta be this way
Brodie be thinking he running this shit but I promise you he will not get his way
I crank every time and they know what I'm on
They roll up a jay and get high to my- , they roll up a jay and get high to my song
Fuck all these niggas I never could listen to them cause I'm already knowing I'm strong
I'm blowing, I'm blowing, I'm blowing
I'm blowing or how could a young nigga tell me I'm wrong
In the city I was hopping out black trucks
Militant you better back up (huh)
Can't depend on him cause nigga would crack up
Cut him off better pack up (yeah)
Pushing the Vette and nobody could catch us
Thumbing through twenties they rack up (fuck)
Donna high and he smacked up
Cranking a nigga so hard that he sat up
And I always wasn't a winner
I gotta make it in this rap shit so I can take moms on a dinner
She didn't judge me for who I was even though I was a sinner
She told me I was too young to understand, told me that I'm a beginner
I was never like the others
Calling him brodie when nigga ain't even your brother
He only around cause you had some racks in the duffle
I'm trying to find out where nigga had went at when shit going down and in trouble
He wasn't there for the grind when a nigga had nothing got shit out the muscle
When I ain't around I wonder how niggas gon speak on my name bitch
Rapping til the sun down it's keeping a young nigga sane bitch
She couldn't find another nigga like me I wasn't the same bitch
Where was you at when I needed your help I was stuck in the rain bitch