THE-DREAM - Ak47 lyrics

rate me

You don’t neve give a fuck

Now I don’t really give a fuck

You and your new nigga in that black truck

I can’t believe tried to roll upon me like that

Heart’s like a black mask you don’t give a fuck

When you see me you gonn blast, you don’t give a fuck

So when I see you I’ma mash, I don’t give a fuck

And fuck your new nigga, y’all know I’m at

My father told me bitches breathe envy

My mama told me put some tin on this so they can’t see me

Instead of loving you, I’m out here finger fucking semis

Made a pact, never let another bitch me

And now I keep another 9 on me, you don’t know about

And keep a lookout on the guard like I’m in the dope house

And this trigger make a nigga back up

The trigger happy on the next bitch who’s tryina act up

[Chorus]

Girl you remind me of my ak-47, shots, shots in the dark, 2 11

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven

Man down, she gonn make sure I don’t live to tell it

Girl you remind me of my ak-47, shots, shots in the dark, 187

My daughter screaming, pop, she still yelling

Tryina bust back, homie but this tek 9 locked up

My ak, ak, ak, ak ah, my ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ak, ak, ak, ak, ah, ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Get your money go ahead shawty live it up

And for a nigga that’s half of me, give it up

You gotta love it had my heart up in rehab

Heat back like 45 on your fucking ass

Now I’m back waving 45 at your fucking ass

Not literally speaking but figuratively

Look like you seen a ghost on the 7th day he rose

Last supper you motherfuckers

My father told me bitches breathe envy

My mama told me put some tin on this so they can’t see me

Instead of loving you, I’m out here finger fucking semis

Made a pact, never let another bitch me

And now I keep another 9 on me, you don’t know about

And keep a lookout on the guard like I’m in the dope house

And this trigger make a nigga back up

The trigger happy on the next bitch who’s tryina act up

[Chorus]

Girl you remind me of my ak-47, shots, shots in the dark, 2 11

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven

Man down, she gonn make sure I don’t live to tell it

Girl you remind me of my ak-47, shots, shots in the dark, 187

My daughter screaming, pop, she still yelling

Tryina bust back, homie but this tek 9 locked up

My ak, ak, ak, ak ah, my ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ak, ak, ak, ak, ah, ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

She don’t give a fuck, shooting in the crowd

Don’t care who she hurt, acting all loud

In eventually parties disperse, she’s killed us all

Innocents fall

She stands tall, she shot us down

Lost it all, look at her now

Old soul is like crabs in the barrel

All this through the barrel

[Chorus]

Girl you remind me of my ak-47, shots, shots in the dark, 2 11

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven

Man down, she gonn make sure I don’t live to tell it

Girl you remind me of my ak-47, shots, shots in the dark, 187

My daughter screaming, pop, she still yelling

Tryina bust back, homie but this tek 9 locked up

My ak, ak, ak, ak ah, my ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ak, ak, ak, ak, ah, ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

And I miss you like being broke

No joke, oh my mama, that’s the realest thing I ever spoke

My ak, ak, ak, ak ah, my ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ak, ak, ak, ak, ah, ak, ak, ak, ak, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

And I miss you like playing texas

You ain’t fooling nobody

Shawty why you acting so dramatic?