TBH IDC LOL
Fuck these hoes!
These bitches don't give a fuck
About a nigga!
They wanna hurt a nigga before
They even give you their heart
Oh yea we sad
We sad sad
They wanna see your shit break apart
All they wanna do is smoke yo fucking weed away
I thought that I loved you
But really you're a piece of poo
I knew you would listen
Lately I been tripping
I feel like I'm Kobe
All these shot I'm missing
You ain't got no vision
Let's give you prescription
I said that I loved you
But I really didn't
I knew you would listen
Lately I been tripping
I feel like I'm Kobe
All these shot I'm missing
You ain't got no vision
Let's give you prescription
I said that I loved you
But I really didn't
Think I must be sad!
I don't ever smile
I be rolling woods
Never black and milds
Say it to her face!
I won't ever change
You can't slow down
If you wanna switch lanes
I said that I loved you
But you gotta know that I didn't
So now I gotta kill it 'fore it dies
I'd rather be the shooter
Than the victim
Big ears but I'll never listen
Looking at my chain on glisten
How it feel to be in your shoes?
I don't even think I could fit 'em
I got love for the sad girls
And I got love for the bad girls
Not the "hit me on the gram take my cash" girl
But the "love you 'cause you fam love you back" girl
This is your anti-love letter
Ima need back my sweater
I just want you to know
That nothing lasts forever
These bitches don't give a fuck
About a nigga!
They wanna hurt a nigga before
They even give you their heart
Oh yea we sad
We sad sad
They wanna see your shit break apart
All they wanna do is smoke yo fucking weed away
I thought that I loved you
But really you're a piece of poo
I knew you would listen
Lately I been tripping
I feel like I'm Kobe
All these shot I'm missing
You ain't got no vision
Let's give you prescription
I said that I loved you
But I really didn't
I knew you would listen
Lately I been tripping
I feel like I'm Kobe
All these shot I'm missing
You ain't got no vision
Let's give you prescription
I said that I loved you
But I really didn't
Think I must be sad!
I don't ever smile
I be rolling woods
Never black and milds
Say it to her face!
I won't ever change
You can't slow down
If you wanna switch lanes
I said that I loved you
But you gotta know that I didn't
So now I gotta kill it 'fore it dies
I'd rather be the shooter
Than the victim
Big ears but I'll never listen
Looking at my chain on glisten
How it feel to be in your shoes?
I don't even think I could fit 'em
I got love for the sad girls
And I got love for the bad girls
Not the "hit me on the gram take my cash" girl
But the "love you 'cause you fam love you back" girl
This is your anti-love letter
Ima need back my sweater
I just want you to know
That nothing lasts forever
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