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Bunce Road Blues (feat. Future & Tems) letra


Steady
Will you be around when I'm ready?
I'd rather you go and be happy (happy)
But I don't wanna leave you alone, no, mm

All of y'all niggas is pussy, you shoot at the opps and run from the cops
And I don't get it
I ain't suggesting you fire your weapon at 12, but hell
Why in the fuck do we feel that niggas that's lookin' like us who deserve to be killed?
Meanwhile Capitol Hill been makin' it easy for them to go stuff us in cells
I ain't no preacher for real, I just like to cut on the mic' and start lettin' it spill
And I've been leavin' a trail, you play all my albums and find you a letter revealed
This a suicide note, come here, look what I wrote, I'm 'bout to kill myself
Fuck J, cole, I don't even want this role, wanna rebuild myself
Tuck my pole under the driver's seat, nigga, don't try to reach
I'll bust a hole right in your frontal lobe, that's a lobotomy
Two months ago, I was on Bunce Road, nigga done spotted me
Said: What's up, Cole? Nigga, I love you, bo
He said he proud of me, that touched my soul
Wasn't too long ago that I was over here at Seventy-First Middle
Had my very first little girlfriend, that'll let me get a feel or two
Back then it was considerable, enough to void the ridicule
But come another year or two
Boy, you better be fuckin' on somethin', my mama ain't never even give me no rubbers
Papa was gone, how to put Trojan on was somethin' I had to discover
All on my own, y'all know the song
I probably been singin' this shit for too long
Pardon me if I've been soundin' like some broken record
I come from the brokest of homes, shit
I come from the brokest of homes
Will you be around when I'm ready?
I'd rather you go and be happy (happy)
But I don't wanna leave you alone, no

It's 7 o'clock on the dot
I'm in my drop-top cruisin' the streets that I grew up in
I didn't think the same back then
Sayin': Oh, how we changed, my nigga, that's when
The pistols go pop, bodies drop
They got the block blocked, it's the police, we ain't see nothin'
I just roll up my weed and get to puffin'
And lay back in my seat, oh, yes, I'm numb again

Uh-oh, uh-oh (will you be around when I'm ready?)
Uh-oh, uh-oh (I'd rather you go and be happy, happy)
Uh-oh, uh-oh (but I don't wanna leave you alone, no)
Uh-oh, uh-oh (happy)
Uh-oh, uh-oh (will you be around when I'm ready?)
Uh-oh, uh-oh (I'd rather you go and be happy, happy)
Uh-oh, uh-oh (but I don't wanna leave you alone, no)
Uh-oh (oh, yeah), uh-oh (yeah, hey)

Finding you lose when you choose to neglect
The roots that we grew to protect us, oh
The Sun has been blinding lately, mm
One day you find when your light's out
You always were a bright star to me
Even at times the world didn't say so
One in the morning
If the walls where you once talked, would they fess up?
I'm scared of the tales they'll tell us
Much better if I ignore
Steady
Will you be around when I'm ready?
I'd rather you go and be happy
But I don't wanna leave you alone, no
Yeah, I'm steady
But love might be gone when you're ready
I should move on and be happy
But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
Love is a mountain climb for you
Throw you a line, I could pull you
Scared I wouldn't grasp for long
But my holding strong for you
How many ways must I profess?
Gunshot to your head, die for me
Hey, how can I let you go?

Have mercy, it's broken
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
Have mercy, it's broken
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in

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