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deathboundboy - death. - love me or leave me كلمات الأغنية

first verse:
all of these b-tches they sure don’t know death
sayin’ to leave but they don’t know the rest
love me to death or get left like the rest
you can check my texts and just know i’m the best, yea

if you think i’m lying put that tec on chest
please pull back let that trigger finger flex
don’t back out cause i’m coming for you next
if you think i’m lying let me bleed to my death, yea

no i’m not the same as the rest of these lames
please tell me now cause i’m aiming for the fame
f-ck my whole city yea i’m raising the flame
the coatesville arson will remember my name

all of these f-ggots they better not fight me
all of you clones looking “fresh” with your nike
i was in those streets actin’ like i was mighty
came to an end when i got beat up by mikey

chorus:
what’s up with the kids these days
acting like they’re rich but they ain’t gettin’ paid
might get a thot and they might get laid
i can see their future from a mile away, yea

what’s up with the kids these days
acting all hard but they’re truly b-tch made
get their girl pregnant but they won’t even stay
take her on date and they won’t even pay

what’s up with the parents these days
can’t understand the music that we make
can’t see the vision and the plan that we’ve paved
they don’t even care to see if we’re okay

monologue:
hey, hey, listen don’t cry, don’t cry
it’s gonna be okay, i promise
just keep your head up
no, no, seriously don’t cry
come on now, don’t f-ckin’ cry on me
come on now, don’t f-ckin cry, don’t f-ckin’ cry

verse 2:
i was moving bricks
new phone who is this
watch me move my wrist
while i’m sipping’ on a six

spent a couple bands it was just on m gr-ss
and i whipped it so hard, no car
straight gas

and i’m running bands back like a touchdown p-ss
boy better chill, sit down, or relax
finna buy a house, no check, straight cash
i’m a white boy yes, but i used to move the pack

i’m rocking verse, versace cologne
walk in the door and i’m already know
your chick is sounding’ fruity on the phone
suckin’ on my d-ck like i’m bad to the bone

hold up, hold up, god d-mn
your b-tch hit me up like tucan sam
don’t want that hoe cause she peeping’ my plan
plug in my music, you bumpin’ my jam, aye

- deathboundboy

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