Nk3 Trioo - Dead & Gone Lyrics

Ay, turn me up, bitch
Uh-uh, uh-uh
It be like..
This love shit ain't even really..

It ain't even real
Sometimes I wonder who the f*ck invented trust
It's like she never took this shit for what it was
One time in December, I thought I fell in love

With a girl named... I was stuck
Wasn't gon' mention her again, but I can't get enough of her
Reminiscing bout her daily wishin' it was us
Sometimes I be tryna double back

And every time she mention love, I be like, what is that
And I ain't trippin' bout the hoe I got plenty racks
To fall in love, you need a heart, I guess I'm missing that
Because I, I, I can't find it

Thought I found the one, I had it, never mind it
Just that I asked her for my trust, but I ain't got it
I'm tryna take my time with you, but you're timeless
Time passed, late, I'm in the red zone

I done fell in love with a red bone
She had did what she did, you dead wrong
Love stories of my God, I might just sing along
F*ck it, this a broken heart, I need to play along

Need young nigga shinin' on top of my headstone
She hate me now, I bet she love me when I'm dead and gone
She hate me now, I hope she love me when I'm dead and gone
Yeah, when I'm dead and gone

Baby, I need you, I'm blowin' up your phone
They see that I made it, yeah, they thought it was a joke
Thought it was a joke, yeah, thought it was a joke
And you know I gotta get it for my f*ckin' dad

He workin' all day, tryna get a bag
Lil' nigga wastin' time bein' f*ckin' sad
I'ma put that nigga in a Hellcat
Yeah, we smokin' gas, I bet that you can smell that

Yeah, I try to make you happy, but I failed that
I had to start tryin', I bet that you could tell that
Tell that, you tell that
Do I f*ck her, do I love her

That's the thoughts I had before I got your f*ckin' number
I want you to ride with me, no other
Still want you to die with me, no truck
Man, I'm pushin' on this Hellcat like I got road rage

What are you worried about
Them niggas still bein' all lame
And them niggas, they be hatin', man, that shit is so lame
Hold up, then I bust your brain like I'm Kurt Cobain

Remember bein' in the ring
Same nigga, yeah, I never changed
I remember wearin' the same clothes, damn, what a shame
I don't treat her as motivation

I'ma get her steady chasin'
I'ma chase her hard times to some amazing
Grip my uncle out the cell, he ain't doin' time
My sister up in ATL, yeah, she doin' fine

Told her to stop that crime
I'ma get it soon enough, it take time
You ain't recognize me, I ain't recognize you
Bad communication, yeah, that shit is time too

But baby girl, I'm willin' to die for you
Baby girl, I wouldn't even lie to you
She hate me now, I hope she love me when I'm dead and gone
She hate me now, I hope she love me when I'm dead and gone

She hate me now, I hope she love me when I'm dead and gone
She hate me now, I hope she love me when I'm dead and gone
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