Izaya Tiji - On The Loose lyrics

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Yeah money came in, now It's on the loose
Had to ditch that Hellcat for that Coupe
Ain't no pourin' no jack
We pourin' that Dussè (Uh, yea, yea, yea)
Wanna meet this Glock boy, we introduce
We ain't playin' wit' you, you is a fool
Young choppa drop down like a nuke
(Uh, yea, yea, yea)
We been fell off, boy stop actin' cool
I remember I couldn't make money with you
I remember I couldn't even hang 'round you
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
You was sittin' back nigga
Smokin' on fruit
Now all of my drugs could fuck her
I pop lil' perc, now I had no clue
Bitch gon' blow me up like a balloon
I seen my brothers face on the news
Say "she love me", well do
Hop in that 911 Carrera
Nigga don't know, don't let up
Locked up wit' no
Yea, I don't know how to fall in love
Hide the pills under the rug
Yeah, talkin' crazy you'll get gone
You don't belong out here thank god
Yeah, now shut up
Make a heartbreak, make a verse
Keep runnin' that pack nigga like a Raider
Nigga don't let yo' lil bitch
Just get ate up
I hate these niggas wit' all our heart
I don't want smoke I just want war
We'll blow, yeah yeah yeah
I'ma die one day
I wanna die with all these drugs
I'ma die one day
I wanna die with all these drugs
If I'ma die one day
I wanna die with all these drugs
If I'ma die one day
I wanna die with all these drugs