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Realbleeda – Chicago
Drownin
I been giving up
What if I was to tell you I don had enough
4th down for me everyday no turnovers nomore
Treated me and bro like stray dogs we was left out in the road
They left my heart cold like Chicago
Froze as **** fingers numb
knuckles hurt when I squeeze my gun
How im posed to feel try not to shed tears
Bleeda be in my ear
I hear Cliff voice
I hear Cliff voice still
I can feel they energy they all around me
Life moves slow moving round me
I could use a boat or a float keep me from drowning
Start stuck in the cloud man crowded
I be daydreaming like **** what they thinking
Aint have a place to stay now im sleeping in a mansion
I crashed the titanic
That water I dove in it
Would you forgive me I don’t mean to be schizophrenic
I be wanting to stay to myself but I might need company
Been calculating all my steps so much **** to humble me
When I got shot I just took my lick and kept on dumping
If it was a headshot you was gon see me wrapped up like a mummy
I know one thing I aint runnin
What the **** I look like
I been Gd up since Clayborn now im 19 I still take your life
Go to tripping start thinking bout my bleedas reminiscing remember them lonely nights
You finally made it to the afterlife you said we living to die
Drownin
I been giving up
What if I was to tell you I don had enough
4th down for me everyday no turnovers nomore
Treated me and bro like stray dogs we was left out in the road
They left my heart cold like Chicago
Froze as **** fingers numb
knuckles hurt when I squeeze my gun
How im posed to feel try not to shed tears
Bleeda be in my ear
I hear Cliff voice
Ima make sure all them *****es dead before I cant see tomorrow
Pick cutters up and swang arms like they guitars
who gon get your blood puddled up how yo brains get all over the floor
hold up im trippin lemme get back to the subject im reminiscing
Swear I miss my n***as yea I miss my n***as I cant kiss my n***as ah man
Yea I miss my n***a yea I miss my n***a boy I know that this **** a dirty game
Yea I miss my n***a yea I miss my n***a yea yea never changed
Yea I miss my n***a yea I miss my n***as I just know that things wont ever be the same
Drownin
I been giving up
What if I was to tell you I don had enough
4th down for me everyday no turnovers nomore
Treated me and bro like stray dogs we was left out in the road
They left my heart cold like Chicago
Froze as **** fingers numb
knuckles hurt when I squeeze my gun
How im posed to feel try not to shed tears
Bleeda be in my ear
I hear Cliff voice
