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Dim

Hotboii

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Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, doesn′t that sound like gunshots?

I just got this runtz, runtz pack got my eyes low

Got no time to run the street

I packed my bags up then hit the road, yeah

I bought a home in the suburb

I walk out the house, feel like I don't belong there

Police harassing me like every other night

Won′t you let me just live my motherfucking life?

Okay, okay, mean hoes, they talk to me nice

I know it's 'cause I flooded my neck up with ice

My lil′ shooter in the jam, I′m tryna get him home

I can't even talk ′bout murder with him on the phone

Okay, he know he not with it but he talk violent in his song

If we catch him, we gon' zip him, leave his body with a stone

I got fire in my lungs, you gon′ see fire when I blow

Why they call 'em kut da fan on ′cause that fire what he tote

I got shooters on commando, they still sliding if I'm riding

Help me try to understand more why I'm dying for your love

Please, I put my heart right on my sleeve

Even if I told you, still don′t want you to leave

And I ain′t got no time to run no bitch down

I ain't even got no time to run the street

I packed my bags up then hit the road, yeah

I bought a home in the suburb

I walk out the house, feel like I don′t belong there

Police harassing me like every other night

Won't you let me just live my motherfucking life

Okay, okay, mean hoes, they talk to me nice

I know it′s 'cause I flooded my neck up with ice

Flooded my neck up with ice, police told me, "Freeze"

She told me that she in love, I don′t know what it mean

How we leave a nigga stanking spraying like Febreeze?

I don't care 'bout no fucking rain, it′s still gon′ make 'em bleed

You popping just because of me, lil′ nigga, you my son

Don't tell me you love me ′cause I don't do no love

Do no reminiscing, fuck remember what it was

I just know ′bout what it is and that's just what it's gonna be

Niggas tryna copy, they just wannabe

That lil′ ho just a body, she mean nothing to me

I ain′t tryna make no gang, let's build the economy

Me and you niggas not the same

Got no time to run the street

I packed my bags up then hit the road, yeah

I bought a home in the suburb

I walk out the house, feel like I don′t belong there

Police harassing me like every other night

Won't you let me just live my motherfucking life

Okay, okay, mean hoes, they talk to me nice

I know it′s 'cause I flooded my neck up with ice

What the fuck is that?

I just put some ice all on my neck, you know what′s that