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• Artiste: Lul Bob
• Titre: Gotta Keep Movin
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Wishing I could’ve did something, yeah Wishing I could’ve saved you Wishing I could’ve did something, yeah Wishing I could’ve saved you And that shit fucked me up when Tez died Got me like, "Rest in peace to Wop", I know you wishing he was here And long live G10, gon' be too long 'til yo' killer killed I don’t feel no pain, no more tears gon' shed down my face In the storm them killers be out there drillin' in the rain In the morning, wet up early like a Drac' Should’ve knew we was gon' slide about my bros, the fuck you think? Glocky, keep that bitch loaded, one in the chamber Stop me, niggas try to do that shit, they tell you it's dangerous And I’m feeling all out, feeling all out of giving a fuck These niggas quick to fold up, I love you bro, but I don’t trust you We take risk to get the money, we ain’t passing it up On the highway, whole gang sticked up But when it come down to the money, bae, you know it’s fuck the love But I’ll probably give you some of this to come and suck me off First shit I dropped on YouTube, numbers still going up What you thought we fell off? Now we still going up Couple niggas switched up, that’s some hurtful stuff We was suppose to be cool, look at what you made me do I’m heartless right now, no feelings or no trust, oh-no They say livin' in the past, that's a no-no, no-no, no-no Lost some bros and it really hurt my soul, my soul, my soul They say livin' in the past, that's a no-no, no-no, no-no Lost some bros and it really hurt my soul, my soul, my soul (My soul) Wishing I could’ve did something, yeah Wishing I could’ve saved you And that shit fucked me up when Tez died Got me like, "Rest in peace to Wop", I know you wishing he was here And long live G10, gon' be too long 'til yo' killer killed I don’t feel no pain, no more tears gon' shed down my face In the storm them killers be out there drillin' in the rain In the morning, wet up early like a Drac' Should’ve knew we was gon' slide about my bros, the fuck you think? Glocky, keep that bitch loaded, one in the chamber Stop me, niggas try to do that shit, they tell you it's dangerous And I’m feeling all out, feeling all out of giving a fuck These niggas quick to fold up, I love you bro, but I don’t trust you We take risk to get the money, we ain’t passing it up On the highway, whole gang sticked up But when it come down to the money, bae, you know it’s fuck the love (Fuck the love)