Manslaughter
Pop Smoke, The-Dream, Rick Ross
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So how can I be anything I wanna be If I die in my dreams? Uh Heard you talkin' 'bout my name It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines (RIP to the legend Smoke, uh) It's gon' be a manslaughter (biggest) Or homicide (may your name live forever, baby) If you fuckin' with me or one of mines (I felt you, yes) So many problems I can kill with just a text Not many barbers put a razor to my neck So many fathers raised us heartless in the 'jects So when it come to opps, murder I expect Pop Smoke gunshot, focused on one spot White glove, dice game, Wilt Chamberlain on the block The Rain Man, my stocks is one to watch Carry a casket or nigga carry some shots Bumboclaat niggas in drop tops I deserve to shine, labels turn to shrines Still keepin' it real, every word and line Can I freeze the watch? You niggas burnin' time It's gon' be a manslaughter (biggest) Or homicide (R.I.P. to the real) If you fuckin' with me (may your name live forever, you hear me?) Or one of mines (Lord) It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide (huh) If you fuckin' with me or one of mines Four-door, hitters in the back Big body and it's tinted black Politickin', we ain't into that Smokin' opps 'til the clip end Forty carats on my wrist, damn Me and Dread into liftin' Me and Dread into liftin' Four-door, hitters in the back Big body and it's tinted black Politickin', we ain't into that Smokin' opps 'til the clip end Forty carats on my wrist, damn Me and Dread into liftin' Me and Dread into liftin' It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fuckin' with me or one of mines To my niggas, make sure your debts is paid To my children, make sure your bed get made And to my girl, I'm missin' you these days I'm missin' you these days (girl, I'm missin' you these days) To my niggas, make sure your debts is paid To my children, make sure your bed get made And to my girl, I'm missin' you these days I'm missin' you these days Funny how the worst shit, happens to the best of them Ooh, na-na, na, na-na-na Crazy how the best shit happen to the rest of them Ooh, na-na, na, na-na-na So how can I be anything (how can I be anything) I wanna be (I just wanna be, baby) If I die (I just wanna be free) In my dreams? (Oh, oh, oh-woah, ooh-woah) Hey Just wanna fly free I just want to be me I just want to live out all my dreams Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Written by: Bashar Jackson, Darrius Willrich, Justin Kim, Luc Klein, Ryan Press, Steven Victor, William Leonard Roberts II
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