Clone ft. FGM Phil Lyrics

With the gang we be rolling

We in a whip and you know that it's stolen

All this crank I been holding

I do not know how to love I don't show it

Smoking gas and it's potent

Brody said work on your craft and just grow it

And the money is growing

Glock on me nigga but no i ain't showing

Watch how I slide in his hood and i get a nigga gone

Lil' Nine on me but this bitch hit like a bomb

Brody throwing them plays and he sending them long

We gon' take what he got and we sending him home

Real trap nigga this shit in my bones

Said i took her V card she won't leave me alone

She was throwing me off hit a jay cause im blown

Niggas wan' be like me imma call them a clone

Keep it a hunnid I live what I rap

I was the one tryna show you the map

But you wanna say you real falling back

I'm high off your love its hittin' like oooh

I'm high off your love its hittin' like crack

I'm high off your love its hittin' like that

I'm high off your love its leaving me smacked

I'm high off your love I keep coming back

I'm way too high I'm seeing your clone

Its me and that bitch all alone in the room

The shit got me tweakin I'm thinking its shrooms

That adderal kick in its leaving me zoomed

Show love to my youngin' I'm filling their spoon

I'm paranoid watching I'm keeping my cool

Got Guap on my side, he stay with that tool

Oooooooooo

Just me and your clone we all alone in that room

Making that money for my family, I was tryna get me a bag

I remember all them nights when I didn't have shit i was feeling so sad

Wether you sad, you mad, you bad, you gotta go get you a bag

It's only one way for shit to go change you can't even look at the past

I had gave this one lil' dumb bitch my heart then she just went and she broke it

Remember them nights had to sleep in the trap we was flipping them packs we was never on broke shit

Brody said get him then imma go get him, he give me that P then you know imma roll it

Slide on his block and we making shit stop, if you really got money then you ain't gon show it

I was serving all them packs in the hallways

Brody told me i'm the ticket, and imma get it, imma look out for him always

Chop get to singing like rod wave

Not fucking with Jake's this ain't all state

Lay his ass down like some pomade

Wan' boss up your life you can call me

That Two-thre shoot like Lebron James

I'm feeling like Nino, we all Paid

Just keep shit real with me shawdyy

I'm done with the clone, bitch stop playing

How you gon keep goinnnn?

How you gon keep goin you should be ashamed

I've never been one of them ones for the games

I'm watching that shit get cold inna rain

Watch how I slide in his hood and i get a nigga gone

Lil' Nine on me but this bitch hit like a bomb

Brody throwing them plays and he sending them long

We gon' take what he got and we sending him home

Real trap nigga this shit in my bones

Said i took her V card she won't leave me alone

She was throwing me off hit a jay cause im blown

Niggas wan' be like me imma call them a clone