See Thru ft. ORIO Lyrics

See Thru ft. ORIO - 3One

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Got me going crazy for you, I don’t even know your name

Gripping up on your waist , I let you ride away the pain

Going against the odds and I just stay up in my lane

My nigga hit your head and he don’t even have to aim

See I can’t be tripping over these women

My money breaking the ceiling

I love it when your making the bed rock

These guns ain’t for fashion there made for killing

I’m in her she wants my kid

And my niggas chopping the brick non stop

I couldn’t give a fuck if niggas feel a way

Bitches say they love me

But they don’t evеn wanna know my name

Catch a opp my nigga wanna kill him put the gun away

Ask me why I told him my nigga wе gotta play it safe

Can’t move dumb in the streets, he just smoking his weed

Giving food to the fiends, the strip like Gaza

Buss a right then a left holding three to the head

Pray you make it alive, die on the corner

Tell my shorty that I love you but I don’t need you

I know you tried to lie but you’re kinda see through

Wear a Bally in disguise man that shit is old news

Do me wrong I’ll do your friend, niggas thinking I blew

Tell my shorty that I love you but I don’t need you

I know you tried to lie but you’re kinda see through

Wear a Bally in disguise man that shit is old news

Do me wrong I’ll do your friend, niggas thinking I blew

You know I really want the best for you

Heard you got a twin well baby I just want the both of you

Best of both worlds one two when I’m in the mood

Teaching you a lesson me and you are going back to school

Everything I overcame made me the man I am today

Niggas praying on my downfall and I just elevate

Hit the gas there ain’t no looking back I barely see a race

16 writing sixteens that was my old ways

If you was there back in the days then you would’ve understood

In a car with a bat my niggas on robin the hood

Couldn’t give a fuck bout anyone as long as hooyo’s good

Told my brother stay down forget about the L’s you took

Bounce back and make sure you don’t lose track

Fuck a handout cause niggas gonna use that

There’s a man down my niggas all out attack

Ever since the music it’s like a gotta keep a strap

Can’t move dumb in the streets, he just smoking his weed

Giving food to the fiends, the strip like Gaza

Buss a right then a left holding three to the head

Pray you make it alive, die on the corner

Tell my shorty that I love you but I don’t need you

I know you tried to lie but you’re kinda see through

Wear a Bally in disguise man that shit is old news

Do me wrong I’ll do your friend, niggas thinking I blew

Tell my shorty that I love you but I don’t need you

I know you tried to lie but you’re kinda see through

Wear a Bally in disguise man that shit is old news

Do me wrong I’ll do your friend, niggas thinking I blew