ฟังเพลงTold Me (Explicit)

Told Me (告诉我) - Kevin Gates

Help me baby

Help me baby

Hate the way I'm feelin'

Pain killers in the cup

Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't

Nobody did nothin' for me when I'm on my knuckles

Quick to tell a n**ga f**k 'em

I come up from nothin'

Bad dreams heart cold

Sick of lookin' out

Best n**gas slow to major and they lookin' frowned

Goin' shoppin' buyin' belts

Even help them out

You was not real n**ga you dependin' if your loyalty is bought

If your loyalty is bought

It's sold to the highest bidder

Block block b**ch n**gas number never reconsider

I was born a God but I finally got the picture

Couldn't mingle with the peasants you too good for that you different

Smilin' in your face they see you stumble they'll kick you

Work hard trap by myself I don't kick it

Turn my nose up sick of f**kin' with you b**ches

Hate the way I'm feelin'

Pain killers in the cup

Pray to God I wanna end it seems

I don't believe in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong places

Now I'm givin' up suicide been contemplated

Think I really had enough

I think I really had enough

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me

That they told me

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me

That they told me

We share the same cell

Help them bond out we play the game well

I'm confused by the news

I don't pick and choose

Everyday ready for death

N**ga win or lose

Brains blowed out I'm still goin' to court

Rest in peace Gangster Reezy

I miss ya swear to God

Marquise got murdered two weeks after we talked

That other boy pussy he lyin' we never fought

Scared of a n**ga the yard he never walked

Caught him in the chow hall round the free people

Locker full of sh*t n**ga I can feed people

Penitentiary rich got phones in the line

BWA I was strong in the mind

Dreka come and visit got richer just let it pow

Julio I miss you just hit me when you get out

Free throw shot to Kyrie right

On consignment could get him out

I don't want to touch 'em test somethin' n**ga

We swap it out

Bullet after bullet after bullet after bullet

Walked down out the cut stand up in your chest

Rubber band up never seen it I'm a skeptic

Ya'll praise a b**ch n**ga

But I still ain't get it yet

Hate the way I'm feelin'

Pain killers in the cup

Pray to God I wanna end it seems

I don't believe in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong places

Now I'm givin' up suicide been contemplated

Think I really had enough

I think I really had enough

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me

That they told me

That they told me

Wanna believe all the lies that they told me

That they told me

That they told me

That they told me

That they told me

Hate the way I'm feelin'

Pain killers in the cup

Pray to God I wanna end it seems

I don't believe in much