Frank White

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LNDN DRGS - Rap, Funk

Frank White

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[Intro] The person you have called is unavailable right now [Verse 1] Think about my life and how that shit went (Shit went) Burned a lot of bridges, made some real friends (Real friends) Seen a lot of bitches, tied some loose ends (Uh-huh) Got me feelin' like Pac in this black Benz Recline the seat back while I get head (Okay) Goin' through my phone while I count bread (Money) April 2nd with the homies, I'm in all red (West Side) Poppin' Perkys, sippin' leantha likе it's all meds Couple homies in thе sky, so know those tears shed (Damn) 'Cause we can never get 'em back from all the bloodshed (Real) I just think about my life and how that shit went (Shit went) How I really be from Bompton in a real set 'Cause we was sellin' heroin bags in the east end (East Side) Jimmy pushed the red Civic and they killed Ned And homies killed homies, but somehow some of us still friends (Still friends) 'Til the end (Yeah) [Chorus] Think about my life and how that shit went (That shit made me) Made a lot of money, lost some real friends (It's so brazy) Fucked a lot of bitches and they best friends (Them bitches hoes too) Got me feeling like Big in this black Benz (Like Frank White) [Verse 2] Pourin' champagne in the bubble bath In-suite massage at Petit Ermitage Order vegan dishes at the bird sanctuary Lookin' over at the hills, I could see the homie Larry (June) Slidin' down the strip and I ran into Gibbs In the drop CLS, like you know what it is (What's happenin'?) Still a street nigga, but you know I handle biz I don't wanna deal with labels, they don't got enough to give (Enough to give) Besides, I don't really think they know just how I live Pourin' Wocky by the pint and do dinners at Elon crib Just left the turf, it was brackin' in the set Bring a white bitch down Rosecrans and make her pussy wet (Oh) She ain't never seen a gang member in his habitat Say it ain't where you from, my nigga, it's where you at On the 405, get off on Beverly to the pad Views from the 'Gram got most of these niggas mad (Huh) [Chorus] Think about my life and how that shit went (That shit made me) Made a lot of money, lost some real friends (It's so brazy) Fucked a lot of bitches and they best friends (Them bitches hoes too) Got me feeling like Big in this black Benz (Like Frank White, fool)

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Writers
  • Jay Worthy