Lyrics BlockWork – Dyin 2 Live ” Edot Baby Tribute “

BlockWork – Dyin 2 Live ” Edot Baby Tribute ” [Official Music Video] Lyrics
Intro
Like, grah
Word to mother, bro
Like, gang
Nigga fucked me up, bro
You done turned me to a different nigga
Like, grah
I still can’t even believe this shit, bro
Late night, nigga can’t sleep, can’t eat
Niggas don’t feel my pain
Grah, grah, grah

Chorus
Feel like going, suicide
Think I’m tripping, I don’t wanna die
Boy I love you, I don’t gotta lie
Got me asking like, “Dotty, just why?”
Why did you do that shit, why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself, since nobody knows
With the beam, I be missing the bros
Like why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I’m missing my brothers

Hook
Like, grah, like, grah
They don’t know what happened in that cab
Fuck it, all they be saying is cap
For the gang, I let it blast
I ain’t have shit, still would give you my last
Like, you my brother, that shit in the past
They like, “Why you been talking like that?”
How the fuck could you say I’m a shh? [Rat
Big slime, I get ‘em whacked
Back door what?
Nigga I’ll get you clapped, that’s a fact
Push up on me and you ain’t coming back
Bro in the spot and he dropping the hat
She a thot, she let me smack
Like, damn, where the fuck you was at, like?

Chorus
Feel like going, suicide
Think I’m tripping, I don’t wanna die
Boy I love you, I don’t gotta lie
Got me asking like, “Dotty, just why?”
Why did you do that shit, why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself, since nobody knows
With the beam, I be missing the bros
Like why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I’m missing my brothers

Verse 1
Like, grah, like, grah
No cap, niggas wanna be changing for clout
Nigga I let you sleep at my house
That’s your bitch?
Put the dick in her mouth
Fast car when I’m taking that route
Go get some money, you
Get the bag, and I’m breaking it down
Shout-out Ray, he ain’t change, he was always around
Too official, he not like the rest
Cuban link, that’s on my chest
I’m a stomper, I don’t really step
Bitch, I’m balling, I feel like a vet
Bitch, I’m ‘boutta go hop on a jet
Boy, you pussy, you diss on the net
You ain’t jacking me? A’ight, bet
I got the bag, and I don’t gotta flex
When that dumb nigga start-a move funny
You was my mans, how we beefing for money?
We ‘sposed to get it together
Fuck it, spin on a bike or a Revel
He a demon, send him to the devil
You not my opp, nigga, I never met you
Like, grah, like, grah

Verse 2
Like, E with the Dot, what the fuck?
Seen the post, couldn’t sleep, had me up
This shit hurt me, I don’t even know
One thing I know, I’ma throw up the O
us a win, since you
I was there, when it was low
I lost brodie, got me moving slow
I don’t wanna pop no percs no more, grah
Niggas lookin’, what you did, like?
Like, yeah he fucked up the hood
We ain’t feeling alright
They keep the real in the dark
And they put the fake in the light
Late night asking God, is it right?
We used to fight, cause I ain’t wanna see bro lose no fight
Like, damn, like, damn, like, grah, grah

Chorus
Feel like going, suicide
Think I’m tripping, I don’t wanna die
Boy I love you, I don’t gotta lie
Got me asking like, “Dotty, just why?”
Why did you do that shit, why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself, since nobody knows
With the beam, I be missing the bros
Like why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I’m missing my brothers

Verse 3
This that shit I can’t understand
I lost Notti, this shit feeling bad
I do what I want, and you do what you can
In my feelings, I get in my bag
No more dissing, it’s time to talk facts
Time to show these niggas I can rap
Don’t tell me you love me, I know that shit cap
Ridin’ ‘round town with the gun on my body
E4E and I’m ballin’ for Dotty
Talk on bro, you get hit with a shotty
And no, I ain’t forget about Notti
You was only 14, had big dreams
For a young nigga, you was solid
Like, feeling down, like I wanna fall
Where the za? I need some more
I’m ‘bout to spin, like I’m on tour
She said that she love me, that bitch is a whore
Late night, reminiscin’ them days
I remember the first time you got up on stage
And no, I’m not okay
Phone on DND, I do not play
Fuck the rumors, they say what they say
Like, damn, like, damn
You was my brother, no fake
Soon get you tatted, just wait
Like God, why you put all of this shit on my plate?
Like, grah

Chorus
Feel like going, suicide
Think I’m tripping, I don’t wanna die
Boy I love you, I don’t gotta lie
Got me asking like, “Dotty, just why?”
Why did you do that shit, why did you go?
I wanna ask you myself, since nobody knows
With the beam, I be missing the bros
Like why did we change on each other?
Word to Notti, I’m missing my brothers

Outro
Word to Notti, like, grah
Ahh, ra, ra
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