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Fucked up nigga, I don't want your pity I just wanted love but I'm way too busy Rap moving up, I might come to your city It's hot in the H but my heart still chilly I just need a gram, some bread and a quickie If I ain't your man, I don't want no hickey Right now I ain't shit 'cause the road look shitty Been like that for months, I might roll a blunt And hit that shit once 'cause a nigga been sober God I can't wait till the day this shit over Used to walking round with a chip on my shoulder For every last person I loved who folded I would give grace but I'd rather give closure I would take breaks but I'd rather move forward I done been chewed up, spit out, kicked out, let down But I'm still a motherfucking soldier So fuck what you told me if you showed me different Fuck what you showed me if you came up missing I know that actions speak louder than words The thing about yours, they never consistent I done got paid more than I paid attention I done feel pain more than I like to mention Heart on my sleeve till it's left on the curb When I smoke this herb I can't make good decision Letras de cancionesYou niggas be bitches, you bitches be hoes You switching up more than you switch yo clothes I push that work till I get it in gold And light up the heat when the nights get too cold The only thing keeping me up from the lows Besides all the bread I'ma make from these shows My life going fast and I like moving slow And I've been on numb four, five days in a row I might fly away, yeah yeah I might fly away, yeah yeah I'll be fine today, yeah yeah I'll be fine today, yeah yeah I might fly away, yeah yeah I might fly away, yeah yeah I'll be fine today, yeah yeah I'll be fine today, yeah yeah From Letras Mania