Bobby shmurda stil not jackin no rats

I just want you to know that if nobody told you they love you, I love you. That's all you need. That's all you need is somebody to love you. And you were looking for it, for people that showed they didn't care about you. They showed you they didn't care about you.

You had me cryin' bro, coulda did that time, ho Oh, you a witness now, the realest nigga that I knew You done turned Mickey Mouse, I heard they got you in that room You put that business out, I heard they gave your ass some food Said you was gettin' out, bitch, sit your dumb ass down See, I woulda wanted you out, you coulda stayed at my house You took the easy, you took the easiest I wonder when he gettin' out, who he gon' hang with now Man, that nigga dangerous now, he might end up takin' me out He might end up takin' me down Won't feel safe if he around

I know she's passed around we try to act like I'm game gang girl. The list goes on and on and on Let me show y'all I'm gonna show y'all on Do you mean he went through her phone when she's been a slut? my brother Let me show y'all Why would he be wrong with you when he died? Let it go. You don't even know what he lived it Don't he why his family be around you It's a clapping To death it like you gotta say you get on people some money you ain't get him nothing Stop mine So much I Will go at everybody. I used to be sitting my work a bad shit. I should be like, please get a new girl I'm tired of that Nice to say to him and she went I remember she went to our messages before and she said something about me sitting him girl I said, yeah game. I do. Oh Here it is This little head You never scratch your hair What made you get drunk and think you can come ahead though, you know, it makes sense You

Lonely, away, eh, eh, eh, eh Go get something to eat, go eat something to eat You know put some lanolin on it You know put some L-O-N-O-N-I-L-O-N-O-N-A Baby, God, you know I'm so in love, boy These bitches love so-so I'm feeling nervous Fuckin' with them hoes You gon' get fucked over My homies ain't cool, but These homies, they so-so Hit em' with that Cobra Now them boys don't know But they do it on the show You know I'm so in love, boy

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He was expendable. He was the loose screw, the crash stone. That's who he was to that man. Because he had too much going on. You think Marquis Connelly pays for murders? No, he doesn't even book his own hotel room or flights. Go look through all of it. He had somebody else do it. What was he willing to do to get his lick back? Hey, broke-ass fans don't blame. Somebody who's expendable, exposable, not connected to him. And you know this man's crazy enough to get out on I-35, put a sheisty ski mask on, and run into oncoming traffic with a brand new AR with a 100-round drum. That's who that man is. He's desperate. He's willing to do anything for money.

Everybody knows she's passing around. We trying to act like I'm gang gang girl. The list goes on and on and on Let me show y'all But I'm putting out my shit on the porch get out bum Look she crying He's still so sweet What's wrong I Think that bomb she was a whore He felt bad for her because when he first thought about her he was using her. We all knew that the family We all knew it, but he ended up liking the girl Got her back home Why would I want to be a husband I have the best button sister, but you talking about