Pass Me By Lyrics

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You say it's love, I know it's fake cause you can't tell me why

Snakes in the grass, I'm on your ass, can't let it pass me by

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You say it's love, I know it's fake cause you can't tell me why

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Cause you can't tell me-

You say it's love, I know it's fake cause you can't tell me why

Snakes in the grass, I'm on your ass, can't let it pass me by

Lifespan decrease each time you shoot, man look how time fly

Out of control, ain't wanna listen, I seen my mom cry

Bro don't feel shit when he was six, he seen his mom die

Ain't scared to strike cause I was nine, I shot my first fire

My auntie asked me who was shooting, told my first lie

Nigga got killed, I closed the curtain, turned my first eye

Cuz seventeen, his friends trappin' whipped they first pot

Knew I was gifted as a fuck after my first drop

I'm not a junkie, only once I put lean in a pop

Sixteen years old, me Fred and vell, in school on Oxycontin

My kind died, we tryna slide cause shit, we outta options

They up cause we had beat they ass, so we grew out of boxing

Rats can't survive where I was from, I grew up with the foxes

Lil' brother live for killin shit, somebody take him shoppin

Say you a hunnid but you ninety-one like Dennis Rodman

You niggas steal instead of take so you is not robbin

You say you dunk but you a punk cause you is not lobbin

I told a hoe I need a freak and she ain't stop sloppin

You say it's love, I know it's fake cause you can't tell me why

Snakes in the grass, I'm on your ass, can't let it pass me by

Life's been a decrease, each time you shoot me, look how time fly

Out of control, ain't one of us, and I seen my mom cry

Bro dont feel shit when he was six he, seen his mom die

Ain't scared to strike cause I was nine, I shot my first fire

My auntie asked me who was shooting, told my first lie

Nigga got killed, I closed the curtain, turned my first eye

He take store bags on the drill cause they catch hella shells

My nigga shoot you for a buck, he feel like Tony Snell

I got a rap to get these racks, my homie need a bail

Some of my demons turn to angels, pray they not in hell

I wasn't havin', now I'm up, these bitches treat me good

See, I'm tryna make it out, you know I'm still hood

Should've got him when we seen him, wish we still could

I'm goin' up, you know it's up, lil' brother still jug

Right now I'm livin' well

Still can't forget about when life put me through hell

I stole weed aint even smoke, we tryna sell

He could be a killer, shoot his gun and still tell

Tried to run and still fell

Better say your farewell

Catch a nigga, we gon' pop him like a pill

Uh, you diss da gang blood spill

Uh, we tryna shed some blood still