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Big Brother (feat. IamDuce)

R. Vibes

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Big Brother (feat. IamDuce)
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Edusei Forkkio
Edusei Forkkio
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Ryan Holland
Ryan Holland
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Lyrics

I got too many women that be sending me texts And leaving voice messages I know that they said that all exes in Texas But lemme correct it and lemme address it cuz that's not the case Can't you see that I'm stressin' Divert my attention my time and energy What would you do when you fixing the inner me But you got women just begging to enter me? I need some help I need some help I need some help I need some help It took me a while to build up the courage To drop some da' habits That's blocking the mental More baggage than joy destroying your peace It drains you of energy I only speak from down bad down bad Down bad memories You told me to tell you When I think you slippin' Big bro to little bro You stay on ya pivot like I feel what you saying I'm fallin' deep into the sunken place When ya heart stuck in one place While your mind racing like speed a chase No 808 can heal the heartbreak I never healed from the past trauma Never got love from my own mama Heart on my sleeve feelings in a condom And you tellin me late now we gotta problem Uh Look Feel like I just lost a good thing Duce, she always held it down for me Broke her heart so many times Didn't read instructions carefully And then it was her She said I'd be nothing A gift and a curse I only went harder the grind done got smarter Taking these leaps like we play frogger It never occurred I growin' numb From all my mistakes All the times that I went dumb Especially sneaking out when we were young Tell me what do you want Tell me what do you want Tell me what do you want Tell me what do you want Nigga quit playing me money in duffles I shoot persistent Then back in cut You acting like you aint had enough Peep how the numbers been adding up Niggas been talking like bosses But aint drop in time See we got em' losing stamina Waka Flocka when deposit touch I had to switch up the conversation Too much fake love need more admiration Don't hold ya applause Say congratulations Take a moment look at Gods creation This the last time ima say it put respect on my name I ain't gon name drop I know you want your Moment of fame I've been tellin' 'em this come with the easy This one level right under da' goat please my nigga don't cheat me Or take my life with squeegee my shawty and my family they need me Hop on da' beat and I do it anemic Ball in the city in capital one then I do the walk-off like I'm Gilbert Arenas Hop in the batmobile then hit the scenic This is the part they wanted whenever we linkin' we get to poppin' our shit All the time and the years I put for niggas that slimy get off my dick Make out to the bad guy I'm the villain All in the villa them wafers vanilla Don't box me in I have no ceilings I'm off the leash aye Duce let me get em' I'm coming back with the black body bag For the niggas that plotted against me stabbed me in the back Niggas be all on the internet with all the fingers just want to see how ima react How you cool with a man that bites of the hand With the ones that providing the plan That's how you get hit with a loss if you not the boss Then why is you shouting commands Ball all season Aw they hate it We been patient We been waited Overachieving Foes deceiving I believe in Lucid dreamin' I be back when you wish pon a genie And I ain't seen it done like this Since that Chapelle skit Dylan and Dylan and Dylan and Dylan and Dylan
Writer(s): Edusei Forkkio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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