Record Me Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
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Lyrics
I knew all your feelings would change
I knew all your feelings would change
The shit you was doing, the way you was moving
I knew it wont all in my brain
Off the drank and I might go insane
I need codeine to heal with the pain
Fuck a Perc, I'ma need Novacane
Fall out bout bitches, that shit be a shame
But my mama told me everything
Roll Royce umbrella, to get through the rain
Spent bout 300 right there on the chain
First nigga playin', we bustin' his brain
Bout 300 niggas gon' run in his home
I don't give a fuck about his kids, get them gone
I can't rekindle the flame, bitch, I'm grown
I pop a pill and I be in that zone
Had to get it all on my own
And I needed your love and you weren't for me
Hop in the booth and I tell them, record me
Just say what it is, why the fuck you ignore me
The intersection, I be speeding, it's storming
Niggas ain't solid, they really informants
I give you my time, to me you important
Bought you Chanel, that shit be imported
Cartier watch yea that shit be assorted
And all of these cars, ain't nowhere I could store it
And my life had been hard, let me tell you the story
I'm fresh out the B and this all where it started
Down bad on my ass, a nigga was heartless
I was deep in that love it departed
I was dead broke, broken hearted
Just give me the word and I'm all in
With you on my side, I was ballin
I be posting with demons, I'm mobbin
Told you stop all that cryin' and sobbin
I be passing the rock like I'm lobbin
And I feel like Batman, you my Robin
Just give me your love and I'm all in
And I knew all your feelings would change
The way you was moving, the shit you was doing
I knew it won't all in my brain
Off the drank and I might go insane
I need codeine to heal with the pain
Fuck a Perc, I'ma need Novacane
Fall out bout bitches, that shit be a shame
These niggas won't smoke it, I tell them let's do it
I call on my nigga, he shooting Please believe he gonna score, ain't talking about hooping
Hotbox in the whip, anytime I be scoopin
Too many niggas, they really be flukin
Put a lil' bag on his head and I send the right nigga
Cut some niggas, they really be whoopin
These niggas just talkin' and tweetin, they don't wanna meet up
Somewhere in the islands, my bitch got her feet up
This blicky be kickin' shit like I was a Fifa
Fell bad on my dick, I was stuck on the reefa
She gon' get what she like, if I think she a keeper
Lowkey got a body, that lil' bitch a sleeper
Got a scooe on the chop, got a shoot through the peeper
Bad bitch on my dick and I know she a eater
We could be rich and slide down down in a Rover
Buddy roll up the gas and that shit gotta odor
I stay in the hood like a motherfuckin' motor
Back in that day couldn't wait til' I'm older
Like 12 on my ass and I'm all in the folders
I ain't never back down, all 10 like a soldier
Put my Dukes in a house, I'm like, mama, I told you
A nigga gon' make it, these niggas be pussy, that shit ain't no faking
I'ma carry the team til my back get to aching
Put my dick in the bitch and I tell her to take it
I'm penetratin', got her whole body shakin
The fuck wrong with niggas, like, why they be hatin'
Til we spin on they shit and they block, we be bakin
I'll heat this bitch up, bitch, I really be flamin
Thought she was the one but these bitches be changin
I knew all your feelings would change
The shit you was doin', the way you was movin
I knew it went all in my brain
Off the drank and I might go insane
I need codeine to heal with the pain
Fuck a Perc, I'ma need Novacane
Fall out about bitches, that shit be a shame