
911 - sportvvs lyrics
[intro]
mhm darkboy
[bridge]
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)
[verse 1]
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 n0body like her, she’s one*of*one
[chorus]
911, calling like “what’s your emergency”
“they said that they wanna murder me”
but they say they never heard of me
these n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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
[verse 2]
‘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 n0body would love me
i will never forget all of the faces from all of the n*ggas who acting (?)
[pre*chorus]
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
[chorus]
911, calling like “what’s your emergency’
“they said that they wanna murder me”
but they say they never heard of me
these n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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
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