Every verse every line I put passion in it
When you left me in this world said ima die bout business
I lost you in that ain't see another Christmas
F*ck what the Judge will say that boy he was a witness
I then lost my auntie to a sickness that was really wack
I then lost you to a bullet hole it ain't no winning that
I got cold love dripping on my body i got shake it off
Got some cold blood moving thru my body gotta shake it off
I got improve in all my raps and ima race to get these stacks
And I know that I cannot lose because i'm headed to the max
And yea I miss you, you my bro so i'm goin make with these tracks
And yea i'm thuggin that's my baby remember smokin blacks
I'm reminiscing that's my baby we running from the jacks
I know I started blowing up when I got featured with Ray bandz
I know I started blowing up when I got featured with my mans
I figured how to make a way and i'm gon do with my fans
On a mission on a purpose im goin make thru these plans
Don't want a lambo, want Mercedes yeah the shit they call it Benz
If they pulled up you with no blick then they goin get ya hands
They don't know the struggle all the times that we ate out of cans
I put some bets up on my challenger, the dodgers and the rams
We got A's all on our test but we got F's on our exams
Watch the play on all my words like I was playing anagrams
I let my game just do the talking like I'm Randell Cunningham
I been on the list but I been movin milligrams
Know some niggas turnt to sheep but I been staying like a lamb
How I lose my brudda to this shit I'm crying like dam
How I lose you make it happen man I'm stuck up in the jam
How I lose you make it happen we was posed to live it up
How I lose you to this shit we was posed to run them digits up
How I let them niggas kill you I was posed to back you up
How I let them nigga foul you we was posed to check it up
Every verse every line I put passion in it
When you left me in this world said ima die bout business
I lost you in that ain't see another Christmas
F*ck what the Judge will say that boy he was a witness
Lil Smitty - Never Give Up Lyrics
Lil Smitty - Never Give Up Lyrics
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Every verse every line I put passion in it
When you left me in this world said ima die bout business
I lost you in that ain't see another Christmas
F*ck what the Judge will say that boy he was a witness
I then lost my auntie to a sickness that was really wack
I then lost you to a bullet hole it ain't no winning that
I got cold love dripping on my body i got shake it off
Got some cold blood moving thru my body gotta shake it off
I got improve in all my raps and ima race to get these stacks
And I know that I cannot lose because i'm headed to the max
And yea I miss you, you my bro so i'm goin make with these tracks
And yea i'm thuggin that's my baby remember smokin blacks
I'm reminiscing that's my baby we running from the jacks
I know I started blowing up when I got featured with Ray bandz
I know I started blowing up when I got featured with my mans
I figured how to make a way and i'm gon do with my fans
On a mission on a purpose im goin make thru these plans
Don't want a lambo, want Mercedes yeah the shit they call it Benz
If they pulled up you with no blick then they goin get ya hands
They don't know the struggle all the times that we ate out of cans
I put some bets up on my challenger, the dodgers and the rams
We got A's all on our test but we got F's on our exams
Watch the play on all my words like I was playing anagrams
I let my game just do the talking like I'm Randell Cunningham
I been on the list but I been movin milligrams
Know some niggas turnt to sheep but I been staying like a lamb
How I lose my brudda to this shit I'm crying like dam
How I lose you make it happen man I'm stuck up in the jam
How I lose you make it happen we was posed to live it up
How I lose you to this shit we was posed to run them digits up
How I let them niggas kill you I was posed to back you up
How I let them nigga foul you we was posed to check it up
Every verse every line I put passion in it
When you left me in this world said ima die bout business
I lost you in that ain't see another Christmas
F*ck what the Judge will say that boy he was a witness
When you left me in this world said ima die bout business
I lost you in that ain't see another Christmas
F*ck what the Judge will say that boy he was a witness
I then lost my auntie to a sickness that was really wack
I then lost you to a bullet hole it ain't no winning that
I got cold love dripping on my body i got shake it off
Got some cold blood moving thru my body gotta shake it off
I got improve in all my raps and ima race to get these stacks
And I know that I cannot lose because i'm headed to the max
And yea I miss you, you my bro so i'm goin make with these tracks
And yea i'm thuggin that's my baby remember smokin blacks
I'm reminiscing that's my baby we running from the jacks
I know I started blowing up when I got featured with Ray bandz
I know I started blowing up when I got featured with my mans
I figured how to make a way and i'm gon do with my fans
On a mission on a purpose im goin make thru these plans
Don't want a lambo, want Mercedes yeah the shit they call it Benz
If they pulled up you with no blick then they goin get ya hands
They don't know the struggle all the times that we ate out of cans
I put some bets up on my challenger, the dodgers and the rams
We got A's all on our test but we got F's on our exams
Watch the play on all my words like I was playing anagrams
I let my game just do the talking like I'm Randell Cunningham
I been on the list but I been movin milligrams
Know some niggas turnt to sheep but I been staying like a lamb
How I lose my brudda to this shit I'm crying like dam
How I lose you make it happen man I'm stuck up in the jam
How I lose you make it happen we was posed to live it up
How I lose you to this shit we was posed to run them digits up
How I let them niggas kill you I was posed to back you up
How I let them nigga foul you we was posed to check it up
Every verse every line I put passion in it
When you left me in this world said ima die bout business
I lost you in that ain't see another Christmas
F*ck what the Judge will say that boy he was a witness
Writer: John Doe
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid