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Limosa Nostra
Cause, ion think that you should know the real me
Ion think that you should know the real me
My mama told me you seem better than me
I got the devil in me, and they ain't setting us free, plus
Ion like to be told what to do (x3)
They tryna tell me what to do
Mary sniffs cocaine
And she looking out her window pane
And she cry's
And she's looking at some picture frames
Tryna see if she can make it same, again
But it won't be the same
And now I know that that ima kill shit
But my fits spliff sick like syphilis
Ya pretty bad bitches on my shit list
Ion love em, they fuck mе just to keep rich
Ion understand I don't got shit
They tryna get mе and i know I gotta stop this
But she's Puerto Rican bad and she's topless
If you know me then you know I gotta pop this
CT hell yeah that's what i came for
400 for the 8 grams of chain smoke
All black vans leave mines brought my rain coat, baby
You can't breathe but you can choke
(i know)
(doing more, yeah)
(doing more)
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
Cause you don't wanna find out
Psychedelic drugs that'll blow your whole mind out
Cut throat and i quote that they find her in a hole when she climbed out
And they found was a needle and a blind mouse
And a little bit of blood on her fine blouse
But she was okay she gave me foreplay
And I ain't hear a fucking thing she had to say, you get it? so
Swerving i-95 had to kick rocks
Just me and my Cadillac and high box
Get down, they some fucking hot shots
Bet they suicidal soda and pop rocks
Well ima smoke this shit til my clock stops
Living life by a tick tock and wrist watch
But its broken baby's high and she's floating
But she can't breathe she's choking
Think i wanna (?)
(?) (think i)
(wanna, I gotta show ya)
I can't let you die while you live in my heart
It might be the sad song that broke us apart
I can't believe that we made it this far
Everything we did and we worked so hard
I'm just happy that you played your part
Sitting on the floor but it felt like mars
And we been leaning (?) felt you for long aye
(?) more
Cause, ion think that you should know the real me
Ion think that you should know the real me
My mama told me you seem better than me
I got the devil in me, and they ain't setting us free, plus
Ion like to be told what to do (x3)
They tryna tell me what to do
What I Am was written by Ricky Hil.