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And After That, We Didn't Talk


Artist: Goldlink
Genres: Other
Total songs: 10
Year: 2015

After You Left Lyrics - And After That, We Didn't Talk - Goldlink

I made a hunnit thousand dollars this year, yeah 

That still don't mean shit 

My cousin Geetchie and his baby motha' got into an accident 

And lost her baby, yet we talkin' 'bout this nigga Bruce a lady 

That ain't shit, nigga, huh 

DC niggas legit now, yeah 

See Black kids gettin' killed by cops 

White man wanna shoot us down, niggas started sellin' rock 

And who the fuck can stop us now? 

My nigga, we ain't shit, nigga 

My old bitch lost a baby too 

Ain't know what the fuck to do 

Right before the first tape 

Almost killed a nigga for some Foams 

And quit this rappin' just to buy her shit 

Y'all niggas don't know this shit 

Landover, and smokin' dip 

Ain't even the half of it 

Half a father, half a bitch, and half a brick 

And have a bit of hope can take you far, shit 

And this just the intro, nigga, I ain't even spazzin' yet 

We ain't even make it yet 

Talk to me like I'm that nigga, ask me who I'm fuckin' now 

Momma can't go to family functions, they ask if I'm around 

Shout my cousin Tiana and bless her, bless her family too 

Look at the nigga, look at the boy that I had grew into 

The pressure of fame is gettin' to me already 

I can't tell Shakir to stop fuckin' around with Setea 

I can't tell my mama I ain't go to school for Setea 

I can't tell Setea I fell in love wit Rahwa first 

Do you understand how much that shit might fuckin' hurt? 

That I put her ass third and my city first? 

I never trust that nigga Que, aye fuck I do to you? 

And fuck dat nigga Gleesh too, you ain't bulletproof 

Mo' money, mo' bitches, equal no problems 

My cardiac be acting funny and my soul follows 

Went to go-gos, to meet hoes, wit' no fathers 

Now my path righteous wit' a light and gold bottles 

I never thought I'd be the nigga reppin' westside 

The crips love a nigga, say they rep the best side 

Ill-rock, West Baltimore, you can meet the lord 

See his physical features, delete you when you meet the God 

Me and my father, we started speakin' 

Hate my uncle on my mama side, we started beefin' 

Kicked me out house, yeah I was homeless, wasn't eatin' 

Robbin', never gave a fuck about a job and 

Trappin' wit my nigga Sam and start romancin' 

Kali, we were gon' get married, move to Cali 

Porrah, Porrah yeah you drive me crazy 

Why you leave me, baby? 

Yeah, why you leave me, baby? 

 

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