Testo When I Was Gone - YG feat. Rodney J. "RJ" Brown, Tee Cee, Charlie Hood, Reem Riches & Slim 400
Testo della canzone When I Was Gone (YG feat. Rodney J. "RJ" Brown, Tee Cee, Charlie Hood, Reem Riches & Slim 400), tratta dall'album My Krazy Life (Deluxe)
When I was gone
I heard you was fuckin' on whoever
Love you again? I can never
When I was gone
You tried to take a advantage of a nigga
Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. (on a nigga)
Thass' why you don't love these hoes
Thass' why you don't love these hoes
Thass' why you don't love these hoes
Thass' why you don't love these hoes
I was... in jail wit' all niggas
You was waiting to exhale fucking wit all niggas
My momma said i should accept yo apology
But fuck that, that's just reverse psychology
I dont love you no more, and i think you a ho
You let a nigga go too long, without no sto
For all my niggas doing time, i know how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip
Once upon a time, I thought i found love but then she played me...
I was gone.came back now my baby, having a baby...
I know you was cheatin', i was outta town eatin'
But real players we don't get mad, we get EVEN
But this is why i lost feelins', cause if these hoes ain't fully flippin, then they cartwheeling
She got a nigga in here, dumb hot (dumb hot)
Tell a bitch, hurry up its in that green dot (aye)
Left a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurps
I bought a celly from my cellmate, she dont even text a nigga no kind of sex-play
Aye fuck that bitch, imma have the lil home girls rush that bitch
I say my bail too high, my hopes too low
My case too slow, Violation from my P.O
I just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out
And my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, on top of that i heard my main bitch fuckin' around
Im bangin' and shit, my lady prolly sellin' her clit, no money on my books
A nigga taking L'S wit this bitch!
If i put my trust in a bitch, i'll always be hurt
Shoulda known you wasn't shit from that fake louie purse
You broke, dumb and goofy
Really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie
You couldn't stay down if you was nailed to the floor, three baby daddy's i ain't tryna be fo' (uh-uh)
Thass why I got no love these hoes, sucka duckin', you be suckin all the bros...
When I was gone, I heard you was fuckin on budda, hoein in the hood gettin gudda
When I was gone, heard you was hangin on the block... BITCH i dont like you on da block
When I ain't home, you be doing hella ho shit
Thinkin i ain't heard up in this bitch?
Run my door, or imma pull a blade on you BITCH
Pen it til she blast on you BITCH
And i ain't wrong...
My telly went big on the sto and you ain't even yo phone
And now a nigga on, lost all respect for you bitch
You can burn, i ain't gonna spit on you bitch
When I was gone...
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Writer(s): Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane
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