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io - blo lyrics

[chorus]
don’t care if they count me out, don’t think that it’s over
got eight different versions of myself, but i hate bein’ sober
the things i’m sayin’, they sound like lies, but i’m bein’ totally honest
how we didn’t make it through the storm? we had so much in common
how we fall out ’bout money?
i ain’t send it one time and you start actin’ funny
i know if my own doors shut for me, them n*ggas ain’t gon’ let me in
keep tellin’ myself i’m done with you, but i’ll probably come back again

[verse 1]
i’m done with these hoes, i went to rehab
i was just poppin’ percs likе i got a hurt kneecap
but i’m done with the percs, this month, i’ma dеtox
made rapper, but my mind still on the blizzock
know these n*ggas get slimy as h*ll
n*ggas act like they solid, but really conniving, so only time’ll tell
my weight on the way, but my name hold weight in the streets as well
yeah, i was big, but let’s be for real, i really got big while sittin’ in jail
they probably think i’m stuck here, i done spent enough here
made millions off an iphone, sittin’ right on a bunk, yeah
you see how they made liquor, n*ggas still gettin’ drunk here
everything cool ’til a n*gga play, boy, we gon’ slump him
i’m just bein’ honest (yeah)
tired of seein’ n*ggas every day, you could virtually take me to onyx
tired of takin’ these different l’s, it’s f*ckin’ up my money
i know you losin’ faith, but hold on, i swear i’m comin’
[chorus]
don’t care if you count me out, don’t think that it’s over
got eight different versions of myself, but i hate bein’ sober
the things i’m sayin’, they sound like lies, but i’m bein’ totally honest
how we didn’t make it through the storm? we had so much in common
how we fall out ’bout money?
i ain’t send it one time and you start actin’ funny
i know if my own doors shut for me, them n*ggas wouldn’t let me in
keep tellin’ myself i’m done with you, but i’ll probably come back again

[verse 2]
they say you come back harder than the first time
came through ballin’ way harder than the first time
barber, we put the bl!ck on his hairline
everything i was just doin’ made the headline
sob is what she call me at bedtime
they call from jail, man, i’m answerin’ it every time
still with the strikin’, i ain’t stoppin’ the d*mn crime
i’ma keep goin’, give a f*ck ’bout the stop sign
i’ma keep goin’ in, ballin’
ball like jeremy lin, callin’
calls keep comin’ in
executive, execs tryna lock me in
i said i was never comin’ back to jail, instead i came back again
everything still worked out, some of the biggest be tappin’ in
[outro]
the things i’m sayin’, they sound like lies, but i’m bein’ totally honest
how we didn’t make it through the storm? we had so much in common

- blo lyrics

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