What dot won't do is stress myself
I know what God can do
I know I can't bless myself
I know he'll protect me if I
If I protect myself
So I say Alhumduliliah
And I grabbed a tech myself
Y'all never been front row at a funeral
And honestly it shows
Posting videos of dead bodies on your phones
Nigga, f*ck is you on?
So many niggas got shot.
So I take some to help me stop
Thinking about how long my arms is
But still not enough reach to hold onto the block
F*ck
What
I pray to God that we who he put his love on (What)
Riding down Lake Shore at 3am
Drunk as hell playing love songs
I been off of my square for a minute She asking me what's wrong
I just had to tell lil bro before he load the clip
Please put your gloves on
Crazy, (What)
Cause he want to be just like me
Well he did but I ain't blow up in time
So now I lost him to the streets
So I spill my heart on these beats
And pray I get chose to change what I see
And hope that god can agree.
I was bleeding in the middle of the street
Getting beat by the police
What the f*ck was I supposed to do?
I had someone that I knew *** someone I knew
And then die how many we supposed to lose?
Pole on my waist, my belt do what a holster do Paranoia don't trust who approaching you
If you get too close then we poking you
What we seen would crush you
Some of mine seen the cards they was dealt
And prayed to God to reshuffle
We watched aunties bleach they skin
As kin you can tell by the knuckles
We watch niggas get hit by 2x4's
And die in scuffles on camera
Shit got extra
Read all about it
I'm thinking about it like
I pray to God that we who he put his love on (What)
Riding down Lake Shore at 3am
Drunk as hell playing love songs
I been off of my square for a minute She asking me what's wrong
I just had to tell lil bro before he load the clip
Please put your gloves on
Crazy, (What)
Cause he want to be just like me
Well he did but I ain't blow up in time
So now I lost him to the streets
So I spill my heart on these beats
And pray I get chose to change what I see
And hope that god can agree
Femdot - Gloves Lyrics
Femdot - Gloves Lyrics
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English
What dot won't do is stress myself
I know what God can do
I know I can't bless myself
I know he'll protect me if I
If I protect myself
So I say Alhumduliliah
And I grabbed a tech myself
Y'all never been front row at a funeral
And honestly it shows
Posting videos of dead bodies on your phones
Nigga, f*ck is you on?
So many niggas got shot.
So I take some to help me stop
Thinking about how long my arms is
But still not enough reach to hold onto the block
F*ck
What
I pray to God that we who he put his love on (What)
Riding down Lake Shore at 3am
Drunk as hell playing love songs
I been off of my square for a minute She asking me what's wrong
I just had to tell lil bro before he load the clip
Please put your gloves on
Crazy, (What)
Cause he want to be just like me
Well he did but I ain't blow up in time
So now I lost him to the streets
So I spill my heart on these beats
And pray I get chose to change what I see
And hope that god can agree.
I was bleeding in the middle of the street
Getting beat by the police
What the f*ck was I supposed to do?
I had someone that I knew *** someone I knew
And then die how many we supposed to lose?
Pole on my waist, my belt do what a holster do Paranoia don't trust who approaching you
If you get too close then we poking you
What we seen would crush you
Some of mine seen the cards they was dealt
And prayed to God to reshuffle
We watched aunties bleach they skin
As kin you can tell by the knuckles
We watch niggas get hit by 2x4's
And die in scuffles on camera
Shit got extra
Read all about it
I'm thinking about it like
I pray to God that we who he put his love on (What)
Riding down Lake Shore at 3am
Drunk as hell playing love songs
I been off of my square for a minute She asking me what's wrong
I just had to tell lil bro before he load the clip
Please put your gloves on
Crazy, (What)
Cause he want to be just like me
Well he did but I ain't blow up in time
So now I lost him to the streets
So I spill my heart on these beats
And pray I get chose to change what I see
And hope that god can agree
I know what God can do
I know I can't bless myself
I know he'll protect me if I
If I protect myself
So I say Alhumduliliah
And I grabbed a tech myself
Y'all never been front row at a funeral
And honestly it shows
Posting videos of dead bodies on your phones
Nigga, f*ck is you on?
So many niggas got shot.
So I take some to help me stop
Thinking about how long my arms is
But still not enough reach to hold onto the block
F*ck
What
I pray to God that we who he put his love on (What)
Riding down Lake Shore at 3am
Drunk as hell playing love songs
I been off of my square for a minute She asking me what's wrong
I just had to tell lil bro before he load the clip
Please put your gloves on
Crazy, (What)
Cause he want to be just like me
Well he did but I ain't blow up in time
So now I lost him to the streets
So I spill my heart on these beats
And pray I get chose to change what I see
And hope that god can agree.
I was bleeding in the middle of the street
Getting beat by the police
What the f*ck was I supposed to do?
I had someone that I knew *** someone I knew
And then die how many we supposed to lose?
Pole on my waist, my belt do what a holster do Paranoia don't trust who approaching you
If you get too close then we poking you
What we seen would crush you
Some of mine seen the cards they was dealt
And prayed to God to reshuffle
We watched aunties bleach they skin
As kin you can tell by the knuckles
We watch niggas get hit by 2x4's
And die in scuffles on camera
Shit got extra
Read all about it
I'm thinking about it like
I pray to God that we who he put his love on (What)
Riding down Lake Shore at 3am
Drunk as hell playing love songs
I been off of my square for a minute She asking me what's wrong
I just had to tell lil bro before he load the clip
Please put your gloves on
Crazy, (What)
Cause he want to be just like me
Well he did but I ain't blow up in time
So now I lost him to the streets
So I spill my heart on these beats
And pray I get chose to change what I see
And hope that god can agree
Writer: Mueen Adigun
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC