Leave Me Alone
BigXthaPlug
ISRC
QZNMW2453746
Custom Track ID
rXUtH5PB9gTp
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Composer
Xavier Landum, Vladislav Zabornikov, Ro'Darrion Harrison, Krishon Gaines
Lyrics
Aye BigX man I need me a feature
Aye BigX , can you get on this song
Aye BigX , man shut the fuck up I just want all you people to leave me alone
Aye BigX man I need me a feature
Aye BigX , can you get on this song
Ay BigX nah I ain’t even got it where was you when I did all this shit on my own
Lately, baby mama been trippin'
After all of the shit she been gettin'
Made a baby, she still in her feelings
Went through my phone and seen all of these women
Not knowin' that I could care 'less 'bout these bitches
Opps talkin', why these niggas mеntion the biggest?
Watchin' me whеn they could be gettin' richer
Probably mad 'cause they can't meet the 6ixers
Huh, I done lost all the love that I had
Think 'bout lil' bro and I start gettin' mad
How the fuck did you say you knew what type of nigga I was when all I did was give you a chance?
Huh, I'm the one bought you all of them shirts
I'm the one who bought you all them pants
I'm the one who took you off the streets
And gave you a place to come lay your head
Aye BigX man I need me a feature
Aye BigX , can you get on this song
Aye BigX , man shut the fuck up I just want all you people to leave me alone
Aye BigX man I need me a feature
Aye BigX , can you get on this song
Ay BigX nah I ain’t even got it where was you when I did all this shit on my own
They say the more money, more problems, that's facts
Everybody gon' speak even if the shit cap
Where was all of these folks with opinions and shit
'Bout my livin' this shit when I used to sell crack?
You see, nobody care when you doin' down bad
I came up from the mud and made half the world mad
Now they all want some clout and a piece of the bag
It's too bad, know them folks left me out on my ass
I know you remember you left me out sad
Shit, I know you remember X broke with that fad
I bet you remember me turnin' up bad
Now I'm lit, nigga dissin', I'm payin' a tab
Three years, I got rich off of rappin' my past
Now I'm rappin' 'bout pain and my hurt
Don't think I'm a pussy, get put on a shirt
In a hearse just like six feet deep in that dirt
