1NONLY × SXMPRA - STEP BACK REMIX RINGTONE||‎@MONTSONG

Nathan, what are you saying? Come here, do you see the fireworks? We'll get a view of the fireworks, so, come here I bleed, heaven knows Or maybe I'll die 'cause I overdosed on you On you I breathe from my nose Left a bad taste in my mouth for sure Kinda felt like you couldn't see me Only saw what you left, your peeping eyes I ran to hide I'm not your type You told me twice (Nathan, what are you saying?) I bleed, heaven knows Or maybe I'll die 'cause I overdosed on you On you I felt comatose When I was told you was someone I don't know By one of your friends, they hate my guts now But they're not you, can't give a fuck now Blue wings, heaven knows If you fly yourself away in the midst of fall I know that it's too cold for you My stomach's turning I fought so hard, I've been determined I hate the talking back and forth with you I ran too high (I ran too high) I'm not your type (I'm not your type) You told me twice (You told me twice) You told me twice (You told me twice) I ran too high (I ran too high) I'm not your type (I'm not your type) You told me twice (You told me twice) You told me twice (You told me twice) I bleed, heaven knows Or maybe I'll die 'cause I overdosed on you On you

It's funny how all I see is faces 'Be if I go away, I could disappear with no traces If I disappear from this world, would you think about me? And I know that it's selfish, but it's so funny That you never get the hints that I'll leave when I'm gone What's the cost, am I helpless? And you've always said I was the one for you When my time comes, know I did it all for you Said "Fuck you" once, now you on the loose Only the money that I make keep me off a noose If I disappear from your life, would you chase me? (Would you chase me?) Even if you don't feel the same, you better tell me (Fine) I don't wanna fall, or be lied to The songs that I write for you are saying "Help me" (Damn) Girl, let's talk it out, change it up for the one time (One time) You always tryna argue with me through the whole night I'll slide through when you need me, I won't pass by You know I'll always show up in the long ride (Shady) 'Cause, bitch, you my ride forever I don't wanna see you posted up with another man that's not me (Hello?) This money come clutch, but it's not enough, girl I need you here, I don't wanna feel this lonely (Ha) Whenever you around, it's a feeling that no other could create 'Cause your heart took away my blue (my blue) I wish we'd stay together, but I know our lifestyle is different But I wonder if we see that shit through But I would never let you go 'Cause you steady runnin' in my mind Can you tell me why it's always cold? It's 'cause you not right here by my side But I would never let you go 'Cause you steady runnin' in my mind Can you tell me why it's always cold? It's 'cause you not right here by my side If I disappear from this world, would you think about me? And I know that it's selfish but it's so funny That you never get the hints that I'll leave when I'm gone What's the cost, am I helpless? And you've always said I was the one for you When my time comes, know I did it all for you Said "Fuck you" once, now you on the loose Only the money that I make keep me off a noose

Ayy, put him in a grave Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off .45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow) I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off) Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands Take your money, then I race off Put him in a grave Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off .45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow) I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off) Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands Take your money, then I race off Ayy, if you ain't like me from the start Don't ask me what I'm on, I'm on yo' bitch She gon' swallow my kids, and then I'm off What the fuck? Why she callin' me up? And wanna (Uh) pull the Glock, go, "Boom-boom-boom," and then I'm off Don't go ride with the mask off Got mob ties with the mask on Look both sides, you won't catch on Hit him with a green tip, Bruce Banner, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy Thousand dollar tee, same jeans don't fit I be smokin' '80s, pass the blunt, don't hit Forty in my Glock with a hollow point tip Bitch, I'm— B-bitch, I'm too rich Said pull up at the red light With a Ruger, what's up? With the red dot, make him scream, "Oh shit, fuck" Hit him chest high when he steady talkin' no front In the dead night, rise when the neighbors don't fuss 'Cause I know that she want me back, but her new mans up to something Take that fuckboy off the fuckin' map New Glock wet, ocean, dump him-dump him 'Cause I know that she want me back, but her new mans up to something Take that fuckboy off the fuckin' map New Glock wet, ocean, dump him-dump him Ayy, put him in a grave Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off .45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow) I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off) Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands Take your money, then I race off Put him in a grave Brain matter on the floor with a 59, six feet paved Don't be in the way, talk shit with the mask off .45 missed, so I hit him with a mace (Paow-paow) I be in a black Benz, new money, don't fight Might pay just to take a pussy face off (Face off) Don't call my line if it ain't about the bands Take your money, then I race off

I took a bubble bath, and grip my .44 up off the dresser Now I'm finna go up on a fuckin' spree (dwilly I'm scared) I took a bubble bath, and grip my .44 up off the dresser Now I'm finna go up on a fuckin' spree-spree-spree-spree Ayy, ayy, I might shoot it, get the .44 and pop tha' trunk Like what the fuck, these bitches goofy Do the most, but fuck it, but fuck it Runnin', poppin', 'cause I know he wanna try to do shit Pistol got it, watch it stoppin' bullets, .30 keep it in (Ayy) Can't stop I cannot leave a trace, but I think I gotta go Spillin' blood, it's a race and I'm always needin' more Homicide on my mind, why you think you're 'bout to die? See the Freddie in your room and you're 'bout to meet the doom Pop it, pop it, rock it, suck it Walk his thirty bullets knock I've got it Pop it, rock it, shuck it, hundred bands up in my wallet He be talkin', talkin', talkin', take the money from his pockets Pistol got it, watch it, stop it, watch it, watch it Where you walkin', little bitch I don't wanna fuck, I don't wanna fuck sticks Pop it out tha' truck, pop it out tha' truck kiss Own this .44, I bring the magazine The paper coming up the blue and green is what you lackin' I-I might shoot it, get the .44 and pop tha' trunk Like what the fuck, these bitches goofy Do the most, but fuck it, but fuck it Runnin', poppin', 'cause I know he wanna try to do shit Pistol got it, watch it stoppin' bullets, .30 keep it in (Ayy) Can't stop I cannot leave a trace, but I think I gotta go Spillin' blood, it's a race and I'm always needin' more Homicide on my mind, why you think you're 'bout to die? See the Freddie in your room and you're 'bout to meet the doom R-rock steady, Glock heavy, I just wanna get it goin' Speed it down, now get a grip Where's my gun? It's on my hip, off the rip I just wanna break it down and make it flip On your block, I'm about to pop it off and make it flop G-get it off the get go, I need more money, oh no I rob the plug and do the dash and hit the gas and almost crash They never see me coming, I just took 'em by surprise Little did he even know, he's about to meet demise Ayy, I might shoot it, get the .44 and pop tha' trunk Like what the fuck, these bitches goofy Do the most, but fuck it, but fuck it Runnin', poppin', 'cause I know he wanna try to do shit Pistol got it, watch it stoppin' bullets, .30 keep it in (Ayy) Can't stop I cannot leave a trace, but I think I gotta go Spillin' blood, it's a race and I'm always needin' more Homicide on my mind, why you think you're 'bout to die? See the Freddie in your room and you're 'bout to meet the doom Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, now I'm— Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, spree— Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, now I'm— Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, spree-spree—