Yuñg Guappo - BLOOD LOSS Lyrics

I got a dream
Martin Luther King
Bitch I got my feigns
My favorite brand polo not talking bout g
Bitch I'm bout to leave
I grab all my things
I'm the qb
I stay getting rings
Keeping my head up cause I'm thrifty
That bitch calling my name but she claiming that she pretty
Took a whole lotta shrooms and now everything is trippy
I want to be a legend like Tupac or maybe biggie
I'm not like yall man I stay out of drama
All this shit has happened I guess that I'm stuck with trauma
Playin all these bitches I hate it when they play games
Who you know that gain 100 plays like everyday
I love your girl she catching my semen
I got a good voice call me Morgan freeman
Don't get me mad my eyes turning red just like a demon
You want me on your fucking song imma clean it
Making all this money unconsciously spending
I got in some trouble my case is still pending
They hear my name and they started suspending
This opp is among us I'm killing and venting
I'm gonna rock with you just like I'm mike
I guess I'm done nah sike
Shoot him with my left he didn't die right
They calling me guap that is what I like
You may have seen me I'm the man in the back
I got a problem I'm still selling crack
You talk shit on me bro I swear you get smacked
I got some racks my gun is matte black
I got a dream
Martin Luther King
Bitch I got my feigns
My favorite brand polo but I'm not talking bout g
I'm bout to leave
Ill grab all my things
I'm the qb
I stay getting rings
Stay serving the feigns call me the chef
Told him I'm on the way I guess that he def
I make all of the rules bitch I'm the ref
Going to the top and now she regret
Making all this money unconsciously spending
I got in some trouble my case is still spending
They hear my name and they started suspending
This opp is among us I'm killing and venting
I'm gonna rock with you just like I'm mike
I guess I'm done nah sike
Shoot him with my left he didn't die right
They calling me guap that is what I like
You may have seen me I'm the man in the back
I got a problem I'm still selling crack
You talk shit on me bro I swear you get smacked
I got some racks my gun is matte black

I got a dream
Martin Luther King
Bitch I got my feigns
My favorite brand polo not talking bout g
Bitch I'm bout to leave
I grab all my things
I'm the qb
I stay getting rings
Keeping my head up cause I'm thrifty
That bitch calling my name but she claiming that she pretty
Took a whole lotta shrooms and now everything is trippy
I want to be a legend like Tupac or maybe biggie
I'm not like yall man I stay out of drama
All this shit has happened I guess that I'm stuck with trauma
Playin all these bitches I hate it when they play games
Who you know that gain 100 plays like everyday
I love your girl she catching my semen
I got a good voice call me Morgan freeman
Don't get me mad my eyes turning red just like a demon
You want me on your fucking song imma clean it
Making all this money unconsciously spending
I got in some trouble my case is still pending
They hear my name and they started suspending
This opp is among us I'm killing and venting
I'm gonna rock with you just like I'm mike
I guess I'm done nah sike
Shoot him with my left he didn't die right
They calling me guap that is what I like
You may have seen me I'm the man in the back
I got a problem I'm still selling crack
You talk shit on me bro I swear you get smacked
I got some racks my gun is matte black
I got a dream
Martin Luther King
Bitch I got my feigns
My favorite brand polo but I'm not talking bout g
I'm bout to leave
Ill grab all my things
I'm the qb
I stay getting rings
Stay serving the feigns call me the chef
Told him I'm on the way I guess that he def
I make all of the rules bitch I'm the ref
Going to the top and now she regret
Making all this money unconsciously spending
I got in some trouble my case is still spending
They hear my name and they started suspending
This opp is among us I'm killing and venting
I'm gonna rock with you just like I'm mike
I guess I'm done nah sike
Shoot him with my left he didn't die right
They calling me guap that is what I like
You may have seen me I'm the man in the back
I got a problem I'm still selling crack
You talk shit on me bro I swear you get smacked
I got some racks my gun is matte black