Pop Smoke - Manslaughter lyrics

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Pop Smoke - Manslaughter lyrics

[Intro: The-Dream & Pop Smoke] So how can I be anything I wanna be If I die in my dreams? Uh-huh Heard you talkin' on my name [Chorus: Pop Smoke & Rick Ross] It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fu*kin' with me or one of mines (RIP to the legend Smoke, uh) It's gon' be a manslaughter (Biggest) or homicide (May your name live forever, baby) If you fu*kin' with me or one of mines (I felt you, yes) [Verse 1: Rick Ross] (M-M-M-M-Ma) So many problems I can kill with just a text Not many barbers put a razor to my neck So many fathers raised us heartless in the 'jects So when it come to opps, murder I еxpect Pop Smoke gunshot, focused on onе spot White glove, dice game, Wilt Chamberlain on the block The rain man, my stocks is one to watch Carry a casket, a ni**a carry some shots Bomboclaat ni**as in drop tops I deserve to shine, labels turn to shrines Still keepin' it real, every word and line Can I freeze the watch? You ni**as burnin' time [Chorus: Pop Smoke & Rick Ross] It's gon' be a manslaughter (Biggest) or homicide (RIP to the real) If you fu*kin' with me (May your name live forever, you hear me?) or one of mines (Lord) It's gon' be a manslaughter (Huh) or homicide If you fu*kin' with me or one of mines [Verse 2: Pop Smoke] Four-door, hitters in the back Big body and it's tinted black Politickin', we ain't into that Smokin' opps 'til the clip end Forty carats on my wrist, yeah Me and Dread into liftin' Me and Dread into liftin' Four-door, hitters in the back Big body and it's tinted black Politickin', we ain't into that Smoking opps 'til the clip end Forty carats on my wrist, yeah Me and Dread into liftin' Me and Dread into liftin' [Chorus: Pop Smoke] It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fu*kin' with me or one of mines It's gon' be a manslaughter or homicide If you fu*kin' with me or one of mines [Bridge: The-Dream] To my ni**as, make sure your debts is paid To my children make sure your bed get made And to my girl, I'm missin' you these days I'm missin' you these days To my ni**as, make sure your debts is paid To my children make sure your bed get made And to my girl, I'm missin' you these days I'm missin' you these days Funny how the worst sh*t, happens to the best of them Ooh, na, na-na, na, na-na Crazy how the best sh*t happen to the rest of them Ooh, na, na-na, na, na-na So how can I be anything (How can I be anything?) I wanna be (I just wanna be, baby) If I die (I just wanna be free) In my dreams? (Oh, oh, oh-woah, ooh woah) [Outro: The-Dream] Hey Just wanna fly free I just want to be me I just want to live out all my dreams Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-woah Yeah, yeah, yeah