letra de thug love - tr blaiz
heart breaking
mind shaking
love fading
time changing
hurt many times
but i keep my head straight
i ain’t gat no love
for them b-tches all them petty hoes
cash pilling
many rolls
all i know
gat to go
so many b-tches
i don’t give a f-ck
hustle mode
cash on go
play with the toys
i don’t play with my funds
give my love to no b-tch
die for no snitch n-gga
ride for my self
luv you so i need you
yea i tried to please you
hope that we reason
baby yea i miss you
i know yea i tease you
a slim for a slim
snitches gat to die
yea my mind stay broken
slime still frozen
i ain’t think about love
faith all on god
busting down ap’s
think abt no babies
still on the samе sh-t
my life moving wavy
ride with my stacy
i ain’t gat to say this
i ain’t trust in love
keep my trust in god
you know what you did
yеa i think you did enough
know what you did
yea i think you did enough
yea i look at myself
yea the things that i did
yea sh-t that i pull
yea the life that i live
but i work for the fame
yea i glock for the gang
yea i still gat to do it “yea”
eye for this sh-t
yea i look at my self
now
i walk like a thug
talk like a thug
rap like a thug
luv like a thug
work for my funds
play with them boys
had to risk it all
sh-t moving crazy
f-cked b-tches gat me
meditating acting crazy
funny story
yea i told my stacy
she know what i do
and i ain’t play with the pe’s
so many times
had to grind with the gee’s
stay on the greens
all my plans are chills
i ain’t give a f-ck what a b-tch gat to say
never tried to stay
yea am thankful for the pain
life still in change
yea my lotion turn to potion
yea i wish to see the ocean
yea my dreams making motions
i don’t f-ck with love
put my trust in god
yea you know what you did
yea i did it
so i did it
yea i still gat to pipe
yea my heart in the game
love breaking twice
but i still gat to pipe
yea my homies call me blaiz
but i pull up with rest yea
the best with the flex “n-gga”
talk about the test
but i grow through the mind
“and i” pipe every night
think about the phone “n-gga”
rolly and the porsche
yea i dream about the car “yea”
ak’s and buredda
yea shooters on my left
you ain’t try to do me wrong
but i pull up with the bag
am stashing out the game
heart breaking
mind shaking
love fading
time changing
hurt many times
but i keep my head straight
i ain’t gat no love
for them b-tches all them petty hoes
cash piling
many rolls
all i know
gat to go
so many b-tches
i don’t give a f-ck
hustle mode
cash on go
play with the toys
i don’t play with my funds
give my love to no b-tch
die for no snitch n-gga
ride for myself
form boss
n-gga contest
n-gga come flex
n-gga compress
n-gga context
n-gga rolex with the botex
bow ties
ap on the line
n-gga talk about it
n-gga it’s thy shoe size
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