I Love My n*ggas lyrics

Rest in peace to my n*ggas who got shot down
Free all of my n*ggas that’s on that lock down
Rest in peace to my n*ggas who got shot down
Free all of my n*ggas that’s on that lock down

Free my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (grr)
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (i do)
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (my n*ggas)
I love my n*ggas (my n*ggas)
They some real n*ggas, real talk

Times get hard
You gotta hit a lick
Cause you late up on your rent my n*gga (grr)
Got a kid on the way
Got a kid in the crib
With no food in my fridge my n*gga (god damn)
My girl keep screamin’
My girl keep b*tchin’
Talkin’ ‘bout money that’s all of the time
She never wanna talk ‘bout me and her
She always worry ‘bout money all the time (selfish)
God damn, don’t know where i am
God help me now because i need you man
I don’t got a plan and it’s lonely n*gga
In this cold world, it get lonely n*gga
Who gonna be there for you when them times get hard? (who gonna be there?)
Who gonna be a shooter
n*gga who gonna go hard?
I’m losing my mind
I’m out of control (god damn)
My dog says he got fifty bricks
f*ck it, n*gga let’s go (let’s rob him)
Let’s rob him for his bricks, his cash, his chain, his watch, his ring, his bracelet
Me and my n*ggas hungry you n*ggas gotta face it

Rest in peace to my n*ggas who got shot down (grr)
Free all of my n*ggas that’s on that lock down
Rest in peace to my n*ggas who got shot down
Free all of my n*ggas that’s on that lock down

Free my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (grr)
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (i do)
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (my n*ggas)
I love my n*ggas (my n*ggas)
They some real n*ggas, real talk
I don’t knock no hustle (no hustle)
Cause every man gotta get it (go get it)
Every man need money (need money)
And every man be sinnin’ (sinnin’)
Yeah i go to church but man i still do bad (grr)
Mama cryin’ all the time because her son make her sad (err)
I do wrong i know (i know)
I need money i know (i need it)
I sell lots of that blow (woo)
Don’t know where i’m gonna go (don’t know)
Ima grind ’til i die (til i die)
Rest in peace to the fallen (to the fallen)
I’m gettin’ money, i’m ballin’ (i’m ballin’)
Them drugs always be calling

I do wrong i know (i know)
But one thing i know (i know)
I’m a gangsta fo so (fo so)
And the devil’s at my do (do)
He be always at my shows and he’s sittin’ in the front row (front row)
I try to go legit but he still want me to sell dope, god damn

Rest in peace to my n*ggas who got shot down
Free all of my n*ggas that’s on that lock down
Rest in peace to my n*ggas who got shot down (shot down)
Free all of my n*ggas that’s on that lock down
Free my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (grr)
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (i do)
I love my n*ggas
I love my n*ggas (my n*ggas)
I love my n*ggas (my n*ggas)
They some real n*ggas, real talk
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