Shorty, she doing the most
No, I can't think with this hoe
Me and my gang stay on go
She asked why did I leave, bitch I don't know
I'm in the clouds off the gas I blow
We turn him to ash, yea dust, yea smoke
I do all of these drugs they help me cope
Think I'm at my limit, I'm gon get the rope
Finna write my own name up inside of that note
I feel so out of place, yea I'm alone
I swear, in your arms was where I was home
But now that you're gone, I don't know where to go
You know we ain't been in touch
I been thinking 'bout a lot girl
Thinking 'bout it way too much
She seeing money start to come
That just really says a lot girl
You're not in it for us
We're breakin up hoe
This shorty, she doin' the most
Get mad everyday, girl I'm stuck in my ways
Now I'm the one doin' the most
Catchin' flights, I be doin' a show
She reminiscing every time that I post
Can't stop myself, go save yourself
Go help yourself
Rich in wealth but bad in health
Oh, i need help
You can't dwell the cards you're dealt or what you felt
Give a f*ck 'bout that
They ain't gettin' rich like that
Shorty, she doing the most
No, I can't think with this hoe
Me and my gang stay on go
She asked why did I leave, bitch I don't know
I'm in the clouds off the gas I blow
We turn him to ash, yea dust, yea smoke
I do all of these drugs they help me cope
Think I'm at my limit, I'm gon get the rope
Finna write my own name up inside of that note
I feel so out of place, yea I'm alone
I swear, in your arms was where I was home
But now that you're gone, I don't know where to go
Next Gen Jake - Death Note (feat. Remedy4Ej) Lyrics
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Shorty, she doing the most
No, I can't think with this hoe
Me and my gang stay on go
She asked why did I leave, bitch I don't know
I'm in the clouds off the gas I blow
We turn him to ash, yea dust, yea smoke
I do all of these drugs they help me cope
Think I'm at my limit, I'm gon get the rope
Finna write my own name up inside of that note
I feel so out of place, yea I'm alone
I swear, in your arms was where I was home
But now that you're gone, I don't know where to go
You know we ain't been in touch
I been thinking 'bout a lot girl
Thinking 'bout it way too much
She seeing money start to come
That just really says a lot girl
You're not in it for us
We're breakin up hoe
This shorty, she doin' the most
Get mad everyday, girl I'm stuck in my ways
Now I'm the one doin' the most
Catchin' flights, I be doin' a show
She reminiscing every time that I post
Can't stop myself, go save yourself
Go help yourself
Rich in wealth but bad in health
Oh, i need help
You can't dwell the cards you're dealt or what you felt
Give a f*ck 'bout that
They ain't gettin' rich like that
Shorty, she doing the most
No, I can't think with this hoe
Me and my gang stay on go
She asked why did I leave, bitch I don't know
I'm in the clouds off the gas I blow
We turn him to ash, yea dust, yea smoke
I do all of these drugs they help me cope
Think I'm at my limit, I'm gon get the rope
Finna write my own name up inside of that note
I feel so out of place, yea I'm alone
I swear, in your arms was where I was home
But now that you're gone, I don't know where to go
No, I can't think with this hoe
Me and my gang stay on go
She asked why did I leave, bitch I don't know
I'm in the clouds off the gas I blow
We turn him to ash, yea dust, yea smoke
I do all of these drugs they help me cope
Think I'm at my limit, I'm gon get the rope
Finna write my own name up inside of that note
I feel so out of place, yea I'm alone
I swear, in your arms was where I was home
But now that you're gone, I don't know where to go
You know we ain't been in touch
I been thinking 'bout a lot girl
Thinking 'bout it way too much
She seeing money start to come
That just really says a lot girl
You're not in it for us
We're breakin up hoe
This shorty, she doin' the most
Get mad everyday, girl I'm stuck in my ways
Now I'm the one doin' the most
Catchin' flights, I be doin' a show
She reminiscing every time that I post
Can't stop myself, go save yourself
Go help yourself
Rich in wealth but bad in health
Oh, i need help
You can't dwell the cards you're dealt or what you felt
Give a f*ck 'bout that
They ain't gettin' rich like that
Shorty, she doing the most
No, I can't think with this hoe
Me and my gang stay on go
She asked why did I leave, bitch I don't know
I'm in the clouds off the gas I blow
We turn him to ash, yea dust, yea smoke
I do all of these drugs they help me cope
Think I'm at my limit, I'm gon get the rope
Finna write my own name up inside of that note
I feel so out of place, yea I'm alone
I swear, in your arms was where I was home
But now that you're gone, I don't know where to go
Writer: Jacob Taylor
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