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Uh
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
All the real people, love my music, said I'm relatable
Nigga fuck with them boys
Get the hell from 'round me, that's not tolerable
Tore up off them tens
I'm speaking shit that's not translatable
Tried to pore out my feelings
You ain't understand I had shit to say to you
You leave, who I'm gon' cater to?
Said you hate me, girl, I hate you too
I've been off 30's, they baby blue
Taste nasty, tryna go now so I chew it
She wanna have my kids
Rick Owen's for baby shoes
Nigga don't be stupid, Insecure girl
You know I don't think you love me for real
Just tat my name and prove it
I was thinking with my dick, cheated on my bitch
Knew what it cost, I went and did it
Hop on the mic and I spit, lowkey got rich
Whatever she want, I get it
Ap on twin wrist, them diamonds glisten
Don't need no flash on, it's hitting
I met marry a supporter, she said she in love with me
Tryna tat my name on her titties
I got bro's still on the block like Joel
But they don't live in Philly (yeah)
Twin don't need no scope
Leave niggas with no head if they start moving silly
Niggas jokes like my bitch telling me she leaving me
Can't even take y'all seriously
At home crying in my room, cuts on my wrist
Bleeding like a bitch on her period
I done popped 4 pills, RP's getting to my brain
I'm getting delirious
I might pull a Paul Walker and crash out
But I'm not no Fast And Furious
That lil boy hurt, put his pain on the mic
And hope y'all hear him
Every time he on stage, he high as hell
Hope his supporters don't see it in him
I done cried so many times, I had to stop wearing denim
Travel for her heart, searching to find it
Feel like a love pilgrim
Felt like Peter Parker, I was a nice god
Pain shit turned me victim
I really wish I never texted you back
And I wish you never sent it
I usually lie about how I feel, but girl, shit, I admit it (yeah)
You ended up you're pregnant
Broke down south, and I made you go to the clinic
I read a book about soul ties, thought about you
So girl, we ain't never finished
I was in Atl, with them slimes, we had that frrt and Lennox
All the real people, love my music, said I'm relatable
Nigga fuck with them boys
Get the hell from 'round me, that's not toleratable
Tore up off them tens
I'm speaking shit that's not translatable
Tried to pore out my feelings
You ain't understand I had shit to say to you
You leave, who I'm gon' cater to?
Said you hate me, girl, I hate you too
I've been off 30's, they baby blue
Taste nasty, tryna go now so I chew it
She wanna have my kids
Rick Owen's for baby shoes, nigga don't be stupid
Insecure girl, you know I don't think you love me for real
Just tat my name and prove it
Prove it
Give you my heart, don't lose it (yeah)
If I give you my heart, don't lose it