LouieBangston - March Lyrics

Ha I'm in this bitch with no lights no power
Feel me?
Let's go
I said let me in the door
I got all these clothes and I gotta bunch of
Ha let's get it

I'm trynna ball up on all of these niggas more times than the month of the march
I know some niggas with too many shots that might fuck around start a collage
I get the bag in the morning and already thinking bout what I be making tomorrow
Acting a dummy when I was youngin like go get the switch in the yard
They took over me
They really took over a nigga tho
Look
They fucked over me
They ain't really show real love to a nigga

Yeaa
Where the love at where the drugs at?
My emotions running wild I'm just missing where my home at
Check the forecast check the forecast
Ida took a part of me that I won't ever get back
I was roaming
Patrolling yea
Rolling down the block and I'm just seeing every house gone
People calling FEMA it don't ring they get the dial tone
All I wanna say it that they don't really care about us nooo I saidddd
All I wanna say it that they don't really care about us noooo woah woahhh

I'm trynna ball up on all of these niggas more times than the month of the march
I know some niggas with too many shots that might fuck around start a collage
I get the bag in the morning and already thinking bout what I be making tomorrow
Acting a dummy when I was youngin like go get the switch in the yard
They took over me
They really took over a nigga tho
Look
They fucked over me
They ain't really show real love to a nigga