DOVES
(Intro)

Yeah

(Pre Hook)
I ain’t been myself lately
And I can’t tell no lie

Wakin’ up every mornin’
But I’m so fuckin’ tired

Ignore them messages left from ‘em
I don’t wanna talk

Choker chains on designer
Shit got me fakin’ smiles

(Hook)
I been ridin’ ‘round with the whole clique

Fuckin’ with us get a whole clip
Talkin’ shit but he a whole bitch

Wedding band up in my nose
Lit

You ain’t gang then you against us

Keep it if you givin’ fake love

Pair of .40s in the fuckin’ glove

Mini Desert Eagle ain’t no fuckin’ dove


(Verse 1 - Julixn)
What’s wrong with this?
(What’s wrong?)

Just one more hit
(Onе more)

Just one more tеxt
One more call
Then I’ll call it quits
(I’ll call it quits)
One more time

One more line

One more lie to you
But don’t shit matter
Baby girl I’m fine
Ay

Fuckin’ with my mind
Ay

Runnin’ outta time
I think I needa make you mine
Ay

Addy got me focused up

Mix it codeine pour it up

Toxins in my body
Yeah

I don’t think it’s not enough

Imma roll it
Light that shit
Yeah
Ain’t stressin’
‘Bout no bitch
Nah

Got me in my feelins’
Staring at the ceiling
Forgot who the fuck
I am

These new friends so fake
Though

Really I can’t take
Notes

All of them are just fake hoes
With a Louis bag and cocaine
Nose


(Hook)
I been ridin’ ‘round with the whole clique

Fuckin’ with us get a whole clip

Talkin’ shit but he a whole bitch

Wedding band up in my nose
Lit

You ain’t gang then you against us

Keep it if you givin’ fake love

Pair of .40s in the fuckin’ glove

Mini Desert Eagle ain’t no fuckin’ dove


(Verse 2 - RXM)
If you ain’t with us
You against us
Ain’t no bitches in my section
Won’t you love me for me?

Show fake love
Ain’t no trustin’
Why you stuntin’?
Stop the frontin’
Ain’t no lullabies really gonna hush me
(Hush me)

I believe I deserve the attention
Now it’s this and I’m stuck
And I’m Stressin’
After all
I’ve been locked in detention
Not to mention all the shit you done did

You foolish mind
Got us actin’ like kids
How you lie?
How you tellin’ a fib?
I was fine
Now I’m pleadin’ the fifth

How should this end?
Who callin’ it quits?

You done sent paragraphs
After paragraphs
Cryin’ regretting the shit that you did

Don’t get me mistaken for someone who Savin’ a liar
But ain’t even rescue a snitch

Won’t you just leave me right here with my Sorrows?

I’ll dig my own grave
I’ll dig my own ditch

I ain’t trippin’ ‘bout you
I ain’t trippin’ ‘bout them

Yeah


(Pre Hook)
I ain’t been myself lately
And I can’t tell no lie

Wakin’ up every mornin’
But I’m so fuckin’ tired

Ignore them messages left from ‘em
I don’t wanna talk

Choker chains on designer
Shit got me fakin’ smiles


(Hook)
I been ridin’ ‘round with the whole clique

Fuckin’ with us get a whole clip

Talkin’ shit but he a whole bitch

Wedding band up in my nose
Lit

You ain’t gang then you against us

Keep it if you givin’ fake love

Pair of .40s in the fuckin’ glove

Mini Desert Eagle ain’t no fuckin’ dove