letra de go home - officialrmb
[chorus]
we come from a place when it’s dark
it’s so cold your heart might stop
with no lean we ain’t drinking ciroc
we messing on shorties we don’t like alot
she like it she singing alot
we having a party we turning up blocks
we smoking some weed and get high
brodie ain’t messing around wit the nine
catch a opp get em by surprise
they all scared so they hide
messing with demons ain’t really the meaning
so we all leave with forgiveness
praying to god my soul to take
cause all of theses n-ggas be snakes
moving through grass all over the place
they rather get shot with a gun in they face
[verse]
them n-ggas ain’t really on nothing
now we turning nothing into something
spinning the block you ain’t hearing it coming
after that n-ggas back off and start running
passing the grip while we spinning the whip
hop out let it flock then we dip
my n-ggas be having them bl!cks
spinning again to make sure he deceased
who we smoking? we smoking on dead’s
from the shooting they left em on red
bro with the nine you heard what said
now they acting deaf in the ears
shout out to all of my peer’s
to making sure that win
this is the things i cannot pretend
we losing our self when it’s gonna end
see the hate and i love it
n-ggas act tuff in this b-tch till i up it
jb just bugging i’m causing a ruckus
bullets sipper right through his ligament stomach
all them n-ggas outside start thumping
just like he ricky that boy get to running
n-ggas been b-tt y’all n-ggas ain’t nothing
me and brody gon shoot up the function
like
what the f-ck is you on?
n-ggas tryna be gangsters but they move on
when i’m tryna do me i’m just making theses songs
when i see you see me then you better perform, like
when i’m getting them gone i’m bout to produce i ain’t showing remorse, like
man i’m getting them gone i’m bout to produce i ain’t showing remorse
n-ggas changing and it’s messed up
n-ggas done forgot about who had blessed them
you ain’t riding then boy get to stepping
we gon make them fly high like the jetson
me and bro toting on smith & wessons
but if we don’t got em we beat em like tekken
me and bro toting on smith & wessons
but if we don’t got em we beat em like tekken
(glahh
glahh, glah boom!)
every opp shot
ah!
everything for bindy n-gga
(glahh)
[chorus]
we come from a place when it’s dark
it’s so cold your heart might stop
with no lean we ain’t drinking ciroc
we messing on shorties we don’t like alot
she like it she singing alot
we having a party we turning up blocks
we smoking some weed and get high
brodie ain’t messing around wit the nine
catch a opp get em by surprise
they all scared so they hide
messing with demons ain’t really the meaning
so we all leave with forgiveness
praying to god my soul to take
cause all of theses n-ggas be snakes
moving through grass all over the place
they rather get shot with a gun in they face
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