KidWond3r - I Fell In Love lyrics

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KidWond3r - I Fell In Love lyrics

[Hook] I fell in love with the power I fell in love with the money I fell in love with the j**elery I fell in love with my llama I fell in love with this rap sh** I'm patiently waiting, I'm honest I fell in love with this rap sh** I'm patiently waiting I'm honest [Verse 1] I fell in love with codiene I fell in love with them beans I fell in love with the Robin I fell in love with them jeans I fell in love with them perks I fell in love with them xans I fell in love with the molly And I fell in love with them bands I fell in love with a check I fell in love with her neck I fell in love with a Mac I fell in love with a tech I fell in love with the strip club Them b**hes be shaking that a** She fell in love with a n***a Lil' baby you moving too fast A lot of these n***as be f*ggots n***as be over dramatic A lot of these n***as is rappers n***as don't really be savage A lot of you n***as ain't trapping You can't even read the scale A lot of you n***as just acting The f** is you tryna' sell All of my hoes be bad My b**h she stay in Chanel You gotta' play it the smart way Or you gon' end up in jail A lot of these n***as gon' snitch A lot of these n***as gon' tell A few of them b**hes gon' ride The rest of them hoes gon' bail [Hook] Uh, uh Aye, aye aye b**h, aye [Verse 2] I fell in love with the money You fell in love with the fame You fell in love with that b**h She fell in love with your gang You told her you'll [?] Lil' n***a how could you leave her When y'all was banging together When y'all was ganging together I got these b**hes bussin' I got these b**hes geekin' She wanna kick it with me She wanna stay for the weekend n***a don't look at me crazy I got my gun off safety I had a dream, we made it Can you believe we made it Let's get these b**hes naked Look at these b**hes naked I don't got the time, I'm patient Look at the time I wasted I've been getting p**y lately Leaving these b**hes shaky n***a your j**elry fake n***a your j**elry flaking n***a that sh** is fulgazi Take it back to whoever made it I'm living life, amazing So the haters they wanna take it n***a you know the gorilla Lil' n***a you soft as a pillow Lil' n***a don't get in my way Lil' n***a don't get in my business Boy don't get in front of my pistol If you do then them bullets gone hit you Lil' n***a I give you a issue Lil' n***a I'll give you an issue I'm tired of my mama' crying I'm just tryna' be successful I bet these b**hes love me I bet these b**hes tell you These young n***as getting burried Street sh** getting terrible I just wanna make a million And make it turn into a miracle I just wanna make a million And make it turn into a miracle I just wanna tell the truth Don't listen to lies all these n***as tell you

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