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Concept Nothing - Night Lovell Lyrics




Bitch name Alyssa, still I'm gone with no swisher

Shots of rum in the picture I take the time get me richer

Got the thot so intact, dark from ground to the cat

Made a bill from the stack this shit got a pill for the back

Hit that bitch from the back

Say you run with the pack

Miss my face with that shit you say that you bring the fuck back

Say I'm always so cold, told the story to know

In the facts that I say I'm livin' the north of the gold

I'm so ashamed don't run, don't you run

Thinkin' that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun

Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun

My ways to the stage don't you never fucking fund

No stats, no practice, stay low, never a shit show

Takin stacks for the snow, I take your bitch and she know

Movin' fast, through the glass, never take it

Niggas talk, never walk and I come back straight to lacing[?]

Nab[?] that shit been dead, still you down your fucking head

Seen with [?] I go down with thots in the back

Dumb ass nigga with the ruger

Fuck around and pop ya'

No I'm never gonna stop her

Cut the power

Where you a marker[?]

Tell, them, my life, always, down, from, the, crowd

Never, will I, make yo, ass, down, for the, town

Layin', on the, low, face, down, in the, bay[?]

Sippin, gin, never, take, facts, to the, back

Let's go down to my niggas, tell me bitch, don't sing it

Tell me shit but that's counterfeit

Think I'm dumb cause then shit I lit

Momma said (four figures[?]) make it big no dealis[?]

Walkin' round', no trace of hit, takin' cash from yo dealer's shit

Chip slow for the back show bout' ten mil in 'Lando

Paint shit from thot shit you call me Picasso

Niggas say that I'm wack though, fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo

White meat on my plate though white sheet to my peso[?]



Already done, already done

Fuck you niggas, I'm already done

Already done, I'm already done

Fuck you niggas, I'm already done

Never shit fun, run with the gun

And fuck you niggas, I'm already done

Already done, never shit fun

Already done...

Done



Crack house sniffin' in the back though [?] dough

Niggas think they should plateau, come back in the same brand coat

Try me bitch if you can though, find me slick in a small boat

Touch my shit get cut throat, walk by swift with the same note

Nigga use a lie, claim you still the guy

I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie

Saying you should die, locked up in the sky

Restricted to the moves I want to make I never try


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