TRIBULATIONS

Fuck my soul, let you have my heart
But she ain't give a fuck about it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Through the highs and the lows, I was staying down
But she ain't give a fuck about me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I bet you didn't even know
Back then when I was broke
Fighting demons on my own (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I can't tell you how I been
I'm riding smoking dope, and getting high with my friends

It ain't up for debating
We broke up for a week
And you just found you a replacement
You thought I wouldn't make it
Ain't listen when I dropped shit
But post him when he dropped shit
Fuck up out my face with all that cap you need to stop it
I just ran it up a couple racks and made some profit
My ex she tried to boss up
I told that girl to stop it
You say that I won't be shit
I told that bitch to watch this
I gave you everything you wanted
I had to go and take some time to sit and think about it
The night I hit yo' phone and sent that text that said "I'm coming"
Sometimes I sit and wonder if you ever think about it
Cause I think of it all the time
Spent nights up in the stu tryna make my momma proud
Shit took so long felt like I ran 100 miles
My money stack so big I got 100 piles (yeah, yeah)
Fuck my soul let you have my heart
But she ain't give a fuck about it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Through the highs and the lows, I was staying down
But she ain't give a fuck about me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I bet you didn't even know
Back then when I was broke
Fighting demons on my own (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I can't tell you how I been
I'm riding smoking dope, and getting high with my friends



Credits
Writer(s): Naeem Muhammad
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