Actin' like you fein'n
F*ckin that on some you ain't seen
Like I'm leaning
Playing with top you'd think they had a reason
I den took so many shots to the heart
God damn feel like I'm bleeding
I got these shows off the road
Hope that I blow, I got a million on go
Can't hold this shit for too long
I'm in the zone, I got another one gone
Bitches be chasing that dog like a bone
And you want my location lil' hoe I am grown
I'm sorry about that, I got me a problem with tone
Ain't been a fight, I ain't flown
Fire that up like a blunt
And make niggas punt
I got her hot like the sun
Life feel like it's on a timer
What's a one liner
I gotta make it go
And I'm sticking this shit like a primer
Got so much ice, you would think that I blind her
And I'm keeping them organized like a binder
And working for me like I signed her
Actin' like you fein'n
F*ckin that on some you ain't seen
Like I'm leaning
Playing with top you'd think they had a reason
I den took so many shots to the heart
God damn feel like I'm bleeding
Money on table, I ain't hiding them racks
Keep lying on me, I'm waiting for facts
My dawg right with me, we standing with stacks
Taking you serious, it's cat in the hat
And I'm tucked in the culture like back in the back
Best thing my ex did was give me this Mac
Feeling like Uzi, I'm standing on racks
And I did so much white, I forgot I was black
WITAK - 573 FREESTYLE (I'M BLEEDING) Lyrics
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Actin' like you fein'n
F*ckin that on some you ain't seen
Like I'm leaning
Playing with top you'd think they had a reason
I den took so many shots to the heart
God damn feel like I'm bleeding
I got these shows off the road
Hope that I blow, I got a million on go
Can't hold this shit for too long
I'm in the zone, I got another one gone
Bitches be chasing that dog like a bone
And you want my location lil' hoe I am grown
I'm sorry about that, I got me a problem with tone
Ain't been a fight, I ain't flown
Fire that up like a blunt
And make niggas punt
I got her hot like the sun
Life feel like it's on a timer
What's a one liner
I gotta make it go
And I'm sticking this shit like a primer
Got so much ice, you would think that I blind her
And I'm keeping them organized like a binder
And working for me like I signed her
Actin' like you fein'n
F*ckin that on some you ain't seen
Like I'm leaning
Playing with top you'd think they had a reason
I den took so many shots to the heart
God damn feel like I'm bleeding
Money on table, I ain't hiding them racks
Keep lying on me, I'm waiting for facts
My dawg right with me, we standing with stacks
Taking you serious, it's cat in the hat
And I'm tucked in the culture like back in the back
Best thing my ex did was give me this Mac
Feeling like Uzi, I'm standing on racks
And I did so much white, I forgot I was black
F*ckin that on some you ain't seen
Like I'm leaning
Playing with top you'd think they had a reason
I den took so many shots to the heart
God damn feel like I'm bleeding
I got these shows off the road
Hope that I blow, I got a million on go
Can't hold this shit for too long
I'm in the zone, I got another one gone
Bitches be chasing that dog like a bone
And you want my location lil' hoe I am grown
I'm sorry about that, I got me a problem with tone
Ain't been a fight, I ain't flown
Fire that up like a blunt
And make niggas punt
I got her hot like the sun
Life feel like it's on a timer
What's a one liner
I gotta make it go
And I'm sticking this shit like a primer
Got so much ice, you would think that I blind her
And I'm keeping them organized like a binder
And working for me like I signed her
Actin' like you fein'n
F*ckin that on some you ain't seen
Like I'm leaning
Playing with top you'd think they had a reason
I den took so many shots to the heart
God damn feel like I'm bleeding
Money on table, I ain't hiding them racks
Keep lying on me, I'm waiting for facts
My dawg right with me, we standing with stacks
Taking you serious, it's cat in the hat
And I'm tucked in the culture like back in the back
Best thing my ex did was give me this Mac
Feeling like Uzi, I'm standing on racks
And I did so much white, I forgot I was black
Writer: Kristopher Williams
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