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Sweet Sh9T
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Fore9gn
Fore9gn
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MellyRunItUp !
MellyRunItUp !
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Wrapped up He told me leave and get all my stuff Just help me put it back the next day for a fxck How these grimey motherfxckers Wanna really give it up I'ma brush that Put it on the tab and say whats up You ain't tryna hear my deal So I'ma spit for real I'm really on my own shit Fxck a record deal Face sweeter than ya tricks but i ain't fallin for ya Ever I know you think I love you but that shits whatever Face tatted azz b9tch Sh9t this the only sign i bang Money gang money long money club You can't hang Big change, keep in range Don't be speaking on my name Boring and sad how b9tches trippin on my game He still telling me to slide While he still call you on the side I swear i seen too many n9ggas come and Fxck up my high Turn around and hide Say you didn't but you lied I ain't sweat it i can miss you I afford to ride or die Decent averaging is savage Comin up they seen right past it Don't be knowin if they love me Or they want me in a casket Throw me in the packet Get this chili I'ma have it In they face bout the pain And i ain't flinched sh9t I'm pass it Rocking me he mocking me he wanting an apology For wrong I wouldn't do if he ain't did me like an enemy This sweet sh9ts outdated That's why i stay high Trying not to fold but I've been told too many lies Disrespectful sh*t I'm tied Down to ghosting all the time I can't trust no sugar coater Always saying he the guy That's why i stay in line Try'na get by Let you take the shine I been knew i had mine Focused on the humbling afford to take the lead Sh9t if I'm posted I'm just rolling I ain't got no enemies, 'cept some bitches in these streets But they ain't thinking of me And that's okay I'll still think of them, praying for peace I just be saucing hella hard He had me up against the wall I told him baby watch yo back Cause i can see you want me more And she don't know i got that sugar I know ya b9tches bitter AHA but i ain't really wanna fxck witcha Sweet Know i only love him when he beat it Deep Long strokes, daddy lemme see it Please Tell me again how you can't need me Lies so fly think i just might believe 'em Mmm He can't be my main for the fame Temporary souls ain't gone stand in my frame With all do respect I'll love harder than ya next But I'll be damned if you ain't treat me like the only one you flex I be lying if i said i never waited for a text But now at days i check my phone And treat 'em all like business text Don't like it I ain't stress Cauhse everybody say I'm next But I've been holding it down since 18 Go double check
Writer(s): Cathleen Chen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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