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She gon', yeah, ayy I know they gon' act like they like me Yeah, I'm prayin' heavy, but I'm sinnin' bitch, still up on my menace shit Huh, I know they gon' act like they like me Huh, I bet you they gon' act like they like me Huh, I know they gon' act like they like me Huh, I bet you they gon' act like they like me Yeah, I'm prayin' heavy, but I'm sinnin' bitch, still up on my menace shit Bullets hoppin', you don't wanna feel this shit Run with extended clips I rather take a sentence than a death wish We be on some next shit, on some vex shit Hot nines get to spittin', this ain't flex', bitch Fear all of us, I can make you fear all of us Only two ways out, jail or the doves Better choose or I'm stayin' in the rot I bet they don't understand where I'm from I been in the gym, she been sticky like some gum She said she a fan, Winners Circle number one But niggas hatin', so you gotta keep a gun They can't relate, so you don't talk to no one Ran out of patience, can't be trustin' no one I got a feelin' that I should've showed love to them Just pay attention to the ones who you know you close to Letras de canciones Huh, I know they gon' act like they like me Huh, I bet you they gon' act like they like me Huh, I know they gon' act like they like me Huh, I bet you they gon' act like they like me I bet they gon' put a front up, light a blunt up Let some niggas bring you down for a come up Flexin' with your hunnids, hope you don't love 'em Know you see the fake shit, don't trust 'em From Letras Mania