Paroles de la chanson Talkin To A Headstone par Lil 2z

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Paroles de la chanson Talkin To A Headstone par Lil 2z

Know I keep tellin' myself like..
All the crazy ass shit we done did
(Ay yo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
This shit just come with it
But, you know what I'm sayin' like?
Shit ain't never wanna seem real, nigga

I couldn't sleep so I grabbed my Glock and keys and I hit the graveyard so I could talk to you, huh
''Hey brother, how you doin'? How it's been?''
Been a minute since I kicked it on the block with you (Hey brother)
Boy, you know you wrong leavin' us here all alone
I wish God found out before he called you home
I made this song by your grave with my headphone

This shit don't feel right, I'm talkin' to a headstone

Ahh-yeah-yeah-yeah
Ahh-yeah-yeah-yeah
Ahh-yeah-yeah-yeah

I keep thankin' 'bout the trip that we all took to California
I keep thankin' 'bout the last day I seen you
I'm so glad we stayed tight through the good and all the ugly
I'm glad we ain't never let shit come between us (I am)
My heart permanently frozen it came all out
My nigga left me too early, he ain't get to ball out
I wish he woulda sign me in before you logged out (What the fuck)

If you ain't tryna kill shit, ain't shit to talk about
I've been floatin' like a butterfly and stingin' like a bee
But heaven seem like the place I need to be (Like I be)
I've been numb to this thing that we call ''Life'' what ever that is
Maybe love and a fiction what I need (Maybe)
But then again, I ain't got love for shit, but gang and my family them the only people I really like to see
I tried to tell myself that shit gon' get better by the day, but shit is really gettin' harder by the week
This shit forever got me broken, tryna find a way to fix it
I went and bust a Cuban down and put yo' face behind the pented

I'm no hero to no bitch, 2z cool for being a villain
Walk around with all this pain, I'ma make somebody fill it
Walk around with all this pain, somebody gon' fill this shit
I think they patched you everyday, it's gon' be hard to heal from this
I done went back to my old ways, they say I need to chill and shit
I gotta call on Friday mornin', didn't have to deal with it
I bust some fire for you, 'cause you was bustin' fire for me, brother
Used to never rest, now you can finally get some sleep, brother
I was cryin' for you, I know you woulda cried for me, brother

I was on my knees, I begged and pleased like why my nigga had to leave?

Why my nigga had to go?
Why the fuck my nigga had to go?
All these bitch-ass niggas, why my nigga had to go?
You know what I'm sayin' like?

Nigga, where you at? Give me a sign
If you in heaven then I'm flyin'
If you in hell then I'm fried
I'on give a fuck about no dime
2 got smoke with everybody
These niggas suck, they gon' die
I'm talkin' 'bout who ever I find
I'm talkin' 'bout who ever come try
I got blood on my hands

Ain't nobody on my mind
Been in this street shit all my life
I don't know what else to try
Been in a trap since I was a baby
I grew up around a pile
I looked the Reaper in his eyes
And killed that bitch for takin' mines
Nigga, fuck!

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