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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoHurt the Same
Sick and tired of the bullshit, you won't get another chanceFucking lame niggas, I don't really understand'cause you know I'ma cash out, fuck the rubberbandsI bought you everything, peanut butter benzYou was s'posed to be there when I got out of jailBut you'd rather hoe out with all of your friendsGoing crazy, did my time, you ain't send me mailTakin' l's when I was tryna make you win, ain't had no bailYou supposed to be down for your niggaBaby, where you at?Baby, who you with? girl, you sippingI was supposed to have your heartBut you just kept me in the dark painting picturesI know you lying and you sneaking, I'm just stating factsI'm just that dummy who believedYou 'cause I loved your assNot the only nigga who been through thatBut I'm the only nigga with receipts and popping tagsI was looking forward to us making loveAnd waking up for round twoBut you ain't stayed long enough, and it's fucking me upLearning from them hoes that's around youAnd now you up on games, noYou don't see me the same, noThe drugs, they can numb the painPopping bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the sameThinking 'bout these bitches when I'm rolling upI'm just tryna vibe, wanna feel the loveTwo bitches like double dutchOff that purple actavis, I stay with that double cupI just switched my style up, now she stuck like what the fuckStarted not to care, european real, bought a couple foreignsDriving outta here, know that molly get me thereJust a couple sips, just 'fore I forget, don't remember shitGet a lot of pussy, don't fuck with relationshipsI'm on my mile high, on that crazy shitOn my brazy shit, don't wanna know who she be fucking withShe tryna break my heart, I know you loving itYou on some other shit and I'm on my own againI was looking forward to us making loveAnd waking up for round twoBut you ain't stayed long enough, and it's fucking me upLearning from them hoes that's around youAnd now you up on games, noYou don't see me the same, noThe drugs, they can numb the painPopping bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the sameThink of ways to navigateWhy you steady throwin shade on my name?While I'm taking all the blameWe both messed up and going separate waysYou fuckin' them niggas, I'm fuckin' them bitchesAll that silly shit won't make a differenceKnow what it is, I'm the man in my cityHe only look at your ass and your tittiesYou don't need makeup, you know that you prettyYou kinda crazy, you know that I get itHalf on a baby, you know that I did itGuilty as charged, I ain't gonna be innocentI'm tryna be limitlessI'm tryna fuck up all the hennessyYou know I say "fuck all my enemies"I know you on your independent shitQuality over quantityBad bitch right in front of meCan't lie, baby, honestly'cause that pussy remindin' meAnd now you up on games, noYou don't see me the same, noThe drugs, they can numb the painPopping bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the sameUp on gamesYou don't see me the same, noNumb the pain, yeahBars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same
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