Fell In Love

Lyrics

[Verse] It's another day in the trenches, a crackhead wash my Porsche And my aunt keep hittin' my phone, just can't stop fucking with that boy Glock 17 nigga that's a toy suppressor on the Mac it don't make a lot of noise Hopped in these streets no choice, my niggas thuggin' like they out Detroit I'ma shoot a nigga whole block up, hope these pussy ass niggas get the point Real niggas stand tall in the joint, it was time to slide couldn't believe he was noid uh Imma make the streets hear my voice, tryna pull up on my ex in a fucking Rolls Royce Big bands on me nigga, yeah, a duffle bag boy Nigga tried to set me up I had to punish that boy I'm something like a legend Make you feel my presence Always in first never second (100 Round Goon) Always shooting never recking These niggas be talkin' more than a motherfuckin' reverend It's nothing on this earth I won't do for my brother My niggas'll kill for that treasure I told you I spent a bin up in that Tesla 100 rounds for them pussy niggas tryna test us Coke and the guns on the dresser Addicted to antidepressants She fuck with me, she say I'm fresh I love pussy but I swear money better A thousand dollars for this Gucci sweater A thousand dollars for the jeans A thousand dollars for the shit give me credit All them bitches turned me down, I know they regret it I got lean you can measure I'm gettin' pints flew in I'ma 5 guy through 5 that's 10 3, 16, 7H that's 10 4, 15, 6, 5 that's 10 I don't gotta talk 'bout shit I did Streets gon' tell you about some how I live Used to sleep on the carpet now I gotta waterbed Had to cut my man off cause that boy a water head (fuck a nigga) When you see me, you see me, nigga you better shoot Please believe me, I keep heat, nigga this what I do I'm not boutta play with these fake lil niggas, I'm finna leave these niggas loose I'm not bouta play with these pussy lil niggas, I puttin' bullets on they tooth Ash my blunt on a bitch head, watch what you say out your mouth Just suck my dick and bitch clean my house, this what that Rich Shoota lifestyle bout Buy some guns then go buy a house Buy my bitch a ass, titties, I might buy that lil bitch a mouth I'm still in the trap, on a dirty couch I had to get rid of that dirty mouse Keep my heat like a plumber keep the plumb I'm putting these fuck niggas under Workin' out 5 different numbers I've been locked up, for 4 fuckin' summers You niggas hoes, I know y'all ain't rumbling Smokin' your man pack, this shit is lovely I love it. The beef, I love it. The guns, I love it. The drama, I love it. The blood, I love it. The tears, I love it. I love it.. I love it, fuck it, I love it I fell in love with the gun smoke, I fell in love with the caskets I fell in love wit shootin' these pussy niggas cause I know that they faggots I let these fuck niggas have it I see some work imma grab it I'm a muhfuckin' savage, I'm a muhfuckin' savage .223's do damage, streets gave me emotional damage Uh I let these fuck niggas have it Uh I fell in love wit the shells I fell in love wit the caskets I fell in love wit the uh guns I fell in love wit the beef Uh I fell in love wit the streets Uh I fell in love with the heat 100 Round Goon, I fell in love