21 Savage – Betrayed[Mp3 Download]
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21 Savage, pens it all out on “Betrayed” Mp3 Download. Get “Betrayed” Mp3 below and share your thoughts.
American singer 21 Savage banks on his talent as he delivers yet another astonishing song titled “Betrayed”
The solo song “betrayed” is a song that came with lots of “Energy” and vibes and it’s has also got to show how versatile 21 Savage is. Download “Energy” MP3 below and share your thoughts and also check out Still Runnin by Lil baby & Lil Durk Featuring Meek Mill
“BETRAYED” Lyrics by 21 Savage
(from “Gully” soundtrack)
I been betrayed before, I done been played before
Givin’ ’em all the smoke, givin’ ’em all
I done been left in the rain, I ain’t have nowhere to go
I feel less of a man, I can’t depend on a hoe
They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound
Don’t care if it’s war, we fuckin’ on bitches, I’m holdin’ ’em down
If she a hustler fine and honest, I’m bringin’ her ’round
I told her I don’t care what she do in the street
Just don’t make me look like a clown
Big dawg status, my play money, whole M stacks in the PayPal
Caught a opp’ hangin’ at a barbecue and fucked around and shot the whole playground
East side nigga ’bout gunplay, say the wrong thing, we’ll chase y’all
Hit ’em broad-day with a AR, 12 still tryna get the case off
One twenty-five with the backend, still on tour with a MAC-10
Count a couple Ms, I’m clappin’, make sure the fans get a fraction
Don’t think I’m just rappin’ and all these lyrics cappin’
Talkin’ out his neck, we right hook, left hook, stomped and slapped him
VVs in my ear, I look like a star
Plain Jane Richard, I coulda bought a car
If she ain’t givin’ top, we gon’ let her starve
Your shooter wrote a statement, so now we call him Searge’
Hit him with the AK, make him burn carbs
I brought my Thunder to Los Angeles, Paul George
Make a brick, do the woah with a Ford
Got a thot pregnant, woah, hit abort
Niggas know I’m geeked, high on the moon
21, made man by the pole
Pussy boy, you’re lukewarm, not cool
Glock, Ruger, KelTec, rob who?
Your baby momma went to Cali’
She touchin’ the city, we gettin’ ’em gone
We really tryna catch a body
You just tryna catch a body in a song
I let down my guard, I showed her my heart
She couldn’t believe it was chrome
Them pants thirty-five hunnid
Mediocre rappers can’t put ’em on
I been betrayed before, I done been played before
Givin’ ’em all the smoke, givin’ ’em all
I done been left in the rain, I ain’t have nowhere to go
I feel less of a man, I can’t depend on a hoe
They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound
Don’t care if it’s war, we fuckin’ on bitches, I’m holdin’ ’em down
If she a hustler fine and honest, I’m bringin’ her ’round
I told her I don’t care what she do in the street
Just don’t make me look like a clown
