Gave you my heart
You treat it like its nothing
How you leaving me
I thought that I was something
My lil heart you ripped it to shreds
Then laughed like it was funny
My book bag is filled up with deads
But I still want me some money
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh
Sperm gone Munch gone
My friends ain't here no more
If you could talk to the dead
My nigga let me know
I got things I wanna say
Ain't never said before
I'll cash out on a crime
Put money on your mind
Bout that f*cking bread
Your niggas change
Them boys gone drop a dime
I got some things I wanna say
Don't think that I'll get the time
Jumped off the porch at a early age
My momma boy like you only nine
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh
No more tears
Too much tears
I had hit the floor
If you got a dog dead
You probably f*cking know
I can't wait to go to Heaven
To smoke some f*cking dope
Pop out fresh like where the casket
Pocket full of rubber bands
These niggas playing bullets spraying
We leave niggas dancing
I love the smoke
I'm pulling up nigga
Like where the cancer
All red vest
We leave him wet
Like he play for Kansas
Gave you my heart
You treat it like its nothing
How you leaving me
I thought that I was something
My lil heart you ripped it to shreds
Then laughed like it was funny
My book bag is filled up with deads
But I still want me some money
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh
Sperm gone Munch gone
My friends ain't here no more
If you could talk to the dead
My nigga let me know
I got things I wanna say
Ain't never said before
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Gave you my heart
You treat it like its nothing
How you leaving me
I thought that I was something
My lil heart you ripped it to shreds
Then laughed like it was funny
My book bag is filled up with deads
But I still want me some money
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh
Sperm gone Munch gone
My friends ain't here no more
If you could talk to the dead
My nigga let me know
I got things I wanna say
Ain't never said before
I'll cash out on a crime
Put money on your mind
Bout that f*cking bread
Your niggas change
Them boys gone drop a dime
I got some things I wanna say
Don't think that I'll get the time
Jumped off the porch at a early age
My momma boy like you only nine
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh
No more tears
Too much tears
I had hit the floor
If you got a dog dead
You probably f*cking know
I can't wait to go to Heaven
To smoke some f*cking dope
Pop out fresh like where the casket
Pocket full of rubber bands
These niggas playing bullets spraying
We leave niggas dancing
I love the smoke
I'm pulling up nigga
Like where the cancer
All red vest
We leave him wet
Like he play for Kansas
Gave you my heart
You treat it like its nothing
How you leaving me
I thought that I was something
My lil heart you ripped it to shreds
Then laughed like it was funny
My book bag is filled up with deads
But I still want me some money
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh
Sperm gone Munch gone
My friends ain't here no more
If you could talk to the dead
My nigga let me know
I got things I wanna say
Ain't never said before
You treat it like its nothing
How you leaving me
I thought that I was something
My lil heart you ripped it to shreds
Then laughed like it was funny
My book bag is filled up with deads
But I still want me some money
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh
Sperm gone Munch gone
My friends ain't here no more
If you could talk to the dead
My nigga let me know
I got things I wanna say
Ain't never said before
I'll cash out on a crime
Put money on your mind
Bout that f*cking bread
Your niggas change
Them boys gone drop a dime
I got some things I wanna say
Don't think that I'll get the time
Jumped off the porch at a early age
My momma boy like you only nine
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh
No more tears
Too much tears
I had hit the floor
If you got a dog dead
You probably f*cking know
I can't wait to go to Heaven
To smoke some f*cking dope
Pop out fresh like where the casket
Pocket full of rubber bands
These niggas playing bullets spraying
We leave niggas dancing
I love the smoke
I'm pulling up nigga
Like where the cancer
All red vest
We leave him wet
Like he play for Kansas
Gave you my heart
You treat it like its nothing
How you leaving me
I thought that I was something
My lil heart you ripped it to shreds
Then laughed like it was funny
My book bag is filled up with deads
But I still want me some money
Uh oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh
Sperm gone Munch gone
My friends ain't here no more
If you could talk to the dead
My nigga let me know
I got things I wanna say
Ain't never said before
Writer: D'andre Romero
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