Wish You Well Freestyle

Gave too much of myself, you be fucking me no help
Tried to tell me 'bout myself, nigga that hurt
What's yo problem nigga?
Every time you take a L you come home and I solve it nigga
Air it out, tell me something you care about
Done waiting you frustrated, my bitch said I should be done waiting
Time gone mind gone, why you always gotta lie on it?
Rent due, why you never drop five on it?
Need a fill, real niggas gon pay the bill
Real niggas gon play the field and get a fill when I feel it nigga
Understand when it comes to this ain't no playing nigga
Sticky shit, wet bitch you knew the drill when I was on it nigga
Front line like every time when you needed something I bought it back
Goofy nigga you fumbled that
Pop yo shit I humble that
Ahhhhhhh haaaaaaa, nasty bitch with my tongue out
Nasty bitch with my own house
Nasty bitch pull the phone out
Big bag I'm on now no more lil Mia I'm grown now
You in the clubs they weak as fuck and that's on blood when I rap nigga
On blood I'm back nigga
No hugs, boss bitch I dap niggas
Times change
I was letting you chase yo fame baby
Made you feel good, even said yo name baby
Chump change no big deal tried to tell you that this love real
Time heals it been a while, acting out, checking out
You fucked a nasty bitch at yo friend house I pulled up and hoes ran out
Face shots what you going through? showed the real me where the real you?

You up now, know I still drop 20 on it
On the flo' when I spend it
Tell the truth when you in it
Had me you was winning
How you mad at me cause he liked the pic? I ain't say shit when you hit the lick
Donkey punch that hoe if she do
Fucked a bitch that fucked the crew
Got the nerve to ask when I'm coming through
Left me out here late night
All that trapping shit you talking hype
You need a woman or them likes?
20 bands that's light
Stepped out with a bum bitch, maybe that's yo type
Promised me a bag and shit
Asked for it I did the shit
Prove to me you you real wit it
Prove to me you can deal with it
Demonstrate how you kill with it
Shit get real you fallin back
I hung up, you was calling back
Is you into that?
Face down, he killing that
Don Julio for the truth
You the one but he callin too
I don't really got free time to do free shit I ain't being rude
Dropped racks on you
And I ain't even got it like that, but I had you like that
You don't know nothing bout that
It was times when I wasn't feeling it but I had to cause you was feeling that
Talk is cheap yo hustle weak had a bad bitch you couldn't keep
Calling hoes when I fall asleep
I wanted you, you needed me
That's the difference
Round yo boys you acting different
Tell the truth, who really spent it?
Hit the block and I fucking spin it
That's what you made you do
hoes hate me its cause of you
Hoes hated I dated you
If they only knew I hate it too

I need a real nigga
Gon keep it real withcha
Niggas really ain't on shit, why I don't deal witcha
I been focused on myself
That lil ass money that you gave me wasn't no help
Still wish you well
Still wish you well, sike
Still wish you well, sike
But nigga go to hell
Ain't no more angel shit I'm on demon time bitch
Keep yo halo, nigga
It's Kodak Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Mia Brooks
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