Walking Dead

Lil Berete

(Let me beat it up like Jaegen) They came and took my last (last) Friendship had a crash (crash) I started seein' cash, but I'd never seen the cane (never seen the cane) Was chain locked to my leg (leg) Now chain long on my neck (neck) Forever stay the same, I would never keep upset (nah) A lotta pillow talkin' 'cause they want my head Want my head, I know they want my head Stab me in the back, I be walking dead Walking dead, like I'm walking dead Hustle all night like the cops don't care (oh) Cops don't care, I was like, the cops don't care (oh) She started losin' feelings for her nigga over there (oh) Left one here, she left one there (oh) Baby, you should know I will never get attached She gon' keep ridin' while I'm pedaling, I crash Cop a lot for a nigga, I be forgettin' 'bout the past I never had a dream so I'm gon' treat it like my last My youngin' doin' time, he tried to ride out with no mask Barely gettin' food, I know it's hard for him to fast I love all my soldiers so I got a big fam Live that life in common, I'll never see MG again I got tired of comin' for niggas I won't see again So I gotta write this letter for the opps I see again Bitch, do the choppers, gon' be sittin' like the pen I do what I want, it's not my problem, don't stress, days When I hit the block up, my Glock filled up with led Also got some gloves on so I don't leave a trace Walkin' with some shots that could put you in the grave My brother, he got caught already, no numbers on his cage They came and took my last Friendship had a crash I started seein' cash, but I'd never seen the cane Was chain locked on my leg Now chain long on my neck Forever stay the same, no, I would never keep upset (nah) A lotta pillow talkin' 'cause they want my head Want my head, I know they want my head Stab me in the back, I be walking dead Walking dead, like I'm walking dead Hustle all night like the cops don't care (oh) Cops don't care, I was like, the cops don't care (oh) She started losin' feelings for her nigga over there (oh) Left one here, she left one there (oh) She left one here, I told her, she ain't comin' back Every other week she askin', "Where my money at?" Respect long, deep, but I can't trust her soul at all (yeah) Pour her a drink, get litty, then I took her to the falls About a check would be, throw that ass on me She sexy, clean, keep her lil's on fleet But, like, he's my brother so you know we got fees Stay there out the radar so my cases keepin' clean Keep them chopsticks like I beef with Japanese Almost lost it off of niggas be greedy I know shit was hot, I gotta keep my mama easy I get too much nightmares, every night I want to sleepy Told her, I can hit it right if she keep it on the repeat Told her, yeah, I'm livin' right, come to bedroom, it's like cheat sheet Came her for one night and she told me dig it deep, deep And if I hit her right, she gon' tell her friends about me A lotta pillow talkin' 'cause they want my head Want my head, I know they want my head Stab me in the back, I be walking dead Walking dead, like I'm walking dead Hustle all night like the cops don't care (oh) Cops don't care, I was like, the cops don't care (oh) She started losin' feelings for her nigga over there (oh) Left one here, she left one there (oh)

Written by: Jagvir Aujila, Karin El-Ziftawi, Yaya BereteLyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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