Nahnah Songtext
von Kenny Mgee

Therapist ask how I feel
Tell the truth no real
Grief that I been feeling
You passing the blunt right by me
Ill finish the backwood pass the roach dont try me
Open up paper write the notes
Where they go tho
Put in her pocket knitted onto her torso
Pression high she deal with cases
Every week while I die when I go to sleep
Always wanted rich shit
Drive porta miami
Cartier birkin bags and they say dont try me
Multiple points reachin worldwide claim
Johnny dang be the plug of my chains

Fists brass knuckles by amount gold on the
Scales they still bloody never rid as the truth prevails
Wanna break a tooth jut to get veneers
High class got pounds on cypris hills


But thats how we roll tho
Still plating rose gold
Still doing odd jobs getting put in chokeholds
And shit tho
With the way that its been yo
Ill be the only fucker making out it in this room yo
And shit tho
I dont need 2 more
Yell in my ear 4 them bitch ass bimbos
But shit tho this year my end yo
Im die with a smile roulette no plinko

Big sums bitch
Only coming for the dick dont trip
Wanna leave with a K
Well I got none
Same in my city
We aint rich just yet
Stop preaching I aint sick aw bitch
Tell your friends on yo weeknd trip

I need more numbers on my plaque
So tell em where we at
As long as they bend it back
Rackk shit
Tell em how we gone die


I cant help leaving my heart for you
And everytime I die
I cant stop feeling it more for you and more for you
Its about time
I came ford to you Im lost with you
And I try
But I keep lying to you Im gone for you im gone

Cant ever say im breaking the rules if i
Cant glue them back together

What is this city I grew up on
100 dollas for a dick u fuck spit
Throw the fuckin cuffs on
Whats this city I grew up on
Pound for pound with the fucker on your
Street throw the drums on
In this city
They all say like central cee same beats
Motherfucker dont care bout me
Signs in there eyes strike that s double up
Two taps in your gallery then
They wanna thrw it up
Take a snap take a pic
Last account banned shit
Got my kids in my vids
Talking police class a
As they robbing there friends and
Im crashed out the day

Bet my kids on crack
Bet his friends on crack
Bet they loving his daddy
Hes always on crack
Then they come
And they never go
Lust 4 death bgw ho

Cant ever say im breaking the rules
If i cant glue them back together

I cant help leaving my heart for you
And everytime I die
I cant stop feeling it more for you and more for you
Its about time
I came ford to you Im lost with you
And I try
But I keep lying to you Im gone for you im gone