SportVVS - 911 lyrics
[SportVVS - 911 lyrics]
Mhm Darkboy
I know that girl need some time to heal
(I know) but it's okay girl 'cause I
Know how you feel (Yeah)
And sometimes you just wanna be to yourself
(What) sit in your room
Keep your feelings concealed (Bah)
Baby, you know I got me a new gun
Baby, he one up, you know that he done
I got a 40, it came with a drum
Now I get money so now I have fun
I just sit back and I look in the club
Sometimes I might just reflect at the sun
From your love, girl, yeah, I never could run
Ain't nobody like her, she's one-of-one
911, calling like "what's your emergency"
"They said that they wanna murder me"
But they say they never heard of me
These niggas broke, I know
They pockets broke, they need surgery
Did it for you out of courtesy
Flexing on hoes that was curving me
I bought my girl matching Pateks
If he want smoke, he can have it
I just walk up on that girl and I bag it
If I say something, the media drag it
You niggas rookies
We ball in the Hall of Fame
That's the reason y'all getting no baskets
Walk in the spot and I'm
Wearing a lot of chains
You get shot up if you try to grab it
'Member them days I was down bad and bummy
Now I been counting up all of this money
Getting this money
Can't take nothing from me
Sipping this cup and you
Know that it's muddy
I was depressed, and I was broke
I remember the days when nobody would love me
I will never forget all of the faces
From all of the niggas who acting
Boy, you got baby bottles with no babies
I just been balling, feeling like McGrady
I got a lot of hoes that wanna date me
Couple lil' hoes that wish
They could replace me
Hop in the foreign cars
Yeah, it's push-to-start
Then I hop and ride in the Mercedes
I got a lot of broads on the Boulevard
If we pullin' up they tryna taste me
911, calling like "what's your emergency'
"They said that they wanna murder me"
But they say they never heard of me
These niggas broke, I know
They pockets broke, they need surgery
Did it for you out of courtesy
Flexing on hoes that was curving me
I bought my girl matching Pateks
If he want smoke, he can have it
I just walk up on that girl and I bag it
If I say something, the media drag it
You niggas rookies
We ball in the Hall of Fame
That's the reason y'all getting no baskets
Walk in the spot and I'm
Wearing a lot of chains
You get shot up if you try to grab it
I know that girl need some time to heal
(I know) but it's okay girl 'cause I
Know how you feel (Yeah)
And sometimes you just wanna be to yourself
(What) sit in your room
Keep your feelings concealed (Bah)
Baby, you know I got me a new gun
Baby, he one up, you know that he done
I got a 40, it came with a drum
Now I get money so now I have fun
I just sit back and I look in the club
Sometimes I might just reflect at the sun
From your love, girl, yeah, I never could run
Ain't nobody like her, she's one-of-one
911, calling like "what's your emergency"
"They said that they wanna murder me"
But they say they never heard of me
These niggas broke, I know
They pockets broke, they need surgery
Did it for you out of courtesy
Flexing on hoes that was curving me
I bought my girl matching Pateks
If he want smoke, he can have it
I just walk up on that girl and I bag it
If I say something, the media drag it
You niggas rookies
We ball in the Hall of Fame
That's the reason y'all getting no baskets
Walk in the spot and I'm
Wearing a lot of chains
You get shot up if you try to grab it
'Member them days I was down bad and bummy
Now I been counting up all of this money
Getting this money
Can't take nothing from me
Sipping this cup and you
Know that it's muddy
I was depressed, and I was broke
I remember the days when nobody would love me
I will never forget all of the faces
From all of the niggas who acting
Boy, you got baby bottles with no babies
I just been balling, feeling like McGrady
I got a lot of hoes that wanna date me
Couple lil' hoes that wish
They could replace me
Hop in the foreign cars
Yeah, it's push-to-start
Then I hop and ride in the Mercedes
I got a lot of broads on the Boulevard
If we pullin' up they tryna taste me
911, calling like "what's your emergency'
"They said that they wanna murder me"
But they say they never heard of me
These niggas broke, I know
They pockets broke, they need surgery
Did it for you out of courtesy
Flexing on hoes that was curving me
I bought my girl matching Pateks
If he want smoke, he can have it
I just walk up on that girl and I bag it
If I say something, the media drag it
You niggas rookies
We ball in the Hall of Fame
That's the reason y'all getting no baskets
Walk in the spot and I'm
Wearing a lot of chains
You get shot up if you try to grab it