letra de good on my own - neek bucks & vory
[intro: vory]
(cannot love a—)
(i tell my b-tch, she ever catch me, then i cannot love again)
(i tell my b-tch, she ever catch me, then i cannot love again)
(i tell my—) aye yb, let’s pipe ’em up, bro
hitmaka (yeah)
[chorus: vory]
yeah, i do not f-ck with these n-ggas, i stay in my zone
i stay in my mode
yeah, the sh-t that these n-ggas be braggin’ about, i done did it before
and i know it’s hurtin’ they souls
yeah, yeah, and i know it’s hurtin’ they souls (yeah)
hey, i keep my shooter outside, hе parked in the front
don’t know what thesе n-ggas be on
see, i do not trust these n-ggas, don’t f-ck with these n-ggas
i’m good on my own
bring ’em like six ms on my lonely, know i’m good on my own
they know that i’m good on my word, they talkin’ the bread and price on they head
[verse: neek bucks]
girl, i only spinned that boy’ block ’cause they love me and they gonna do what i said
boy, ain’t no pickin’ or choosin’, it’s up with whoever ’til one of us dead
i tend to think ’bout my dead homies, i was thuggin’, i could’ve been them
i got like twenty racks in my amiri jeans, boy, i couldn’t wait to win
please let me know where he hiding
you say it’s up, n-gga, slide then
i couldn’t believe how them b-tches was treatin’ me, i had to run it up
yee, please keep them boys out my way ’cause you know that them n-ggas ain’t one of us
yee, i popped these percs in my system for pain, i know they gon’ numb it up
yeah, i lost myself in this sh-t, i don’t know how, but i had to backtrack
yeah, i don’t wanna hear ’bout no opp, we gon’ wipe that boy nose, n-gga, that’s that
i was so broke in the trenches, i couldn’t believe it was that bad (geek)
and please let me know if it’s smoke ’cause boy, we on go
[chorus: vory]
yeah, i do not f-ck with these n-ggas, i stay in my zone
i stay in my mode
yeah, the sh-t that these n-ggas be braggin’ about, i done did it before
and i know it’s hurtin’ they souls
yeah, yeah, and i know it’s hurtin’ they souls (yeah)
hey, i keep my shooter outside, he parked in the front
don’t know what these n-ggas be on
see, i do not trust these n-ggas, don’t f-ck with these n-ggas
i’m good on my own
bring ’em like six ms on my lonely, know i’m good on my own
they know that i’m good on my word, they talkin’ the bread and price on they head
[outro: vory]
(cannot love a—)
(i tell my b-tch, she ever catch me, then i cannot love again)
(i tell my b-tch, she ever catch me, then i cannot love again)
(i tell my b-tch, she ever catch me—)
letras aleatórias
- letra de sigan en lo suyo - zexta alianza & angel tumbado
- letra de no one cares - john johnson
- letra de scroll - șapte
- letra de afterworld - phantom youth
- letra de shallow - leviunhinged
- letra de spotlight - u-know
- letra de mucho zooper hexx - jakprogresso
- letra de passion's pandemonium - jakub kutlák
- letra de amami o odiami v2 - playboy mala
- letra de fugazi - noah lennon