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It's gon' get ya Hahaha Shh, you hear that? Everything inside of my head right now Got me messed up and I can't get out Maybe I'm depressed or I'm just stressed out Everyone I love always gettin' let down I got too much on my mental If I had a dime for the time where I let go I could buy another fake smile for my dental And it's on (I'm still on) With a dumb b*t*h New pain, new name, yellin' "f**k this" Can't wait for the day where I put my trust is Some b*t*h and I ain't getting f**ked with f**k your assumptions, I'ma go and make it Found what I love now, I'ma go and take it I married my pain, carried my weight in a paralyzed state 'Cause the hate's an abundance Tate and I love it Love that I hate you Sick to my stomach that I'd even date you Gave me the breakthrough Patience a virute I love that you hate me but hate that I hurt you Now I'm all alone You the one I'm talkin' 'bout cryin' on the phone f**k a line in the sand, put a line in the snow In my nose, 'till my highs feelin' lows (Oh) Damn, I could hold hands, slow dance With the devil, no chance No cares and no prayers No truth so don't dare Be the one to say (Be the one to say) Y'all ain't f**k with me (Y'all ain't f**k with me) Put my blood, sweat and tears in it (Tears in it) Suckers f**k what you think (f**k it) I don't see the point in revenge Why the f**k would I shoot Hate to be honest but baby it's true (Baby it's true) If Karma got me (Me) It's gon' get you Every friend I make gettin' paid right now Government won't let me on a plane for a while Got me feelin' trapped in my brain, held down On the pressure from the lord that they got me locked out I got too much on my mental If I had a dime for the time where they said "No" I could buy myself a new car in the rental I get those times where I'm overwhelmed Yellin' "Oh sh*t" Mind gone and followin' my emotions Who are you to tell me I need doses of myself What goes around comes around It's called Karma homie Uh, look Took a break from the buzz And I hate what I done what a watse CHVSE feelin' laced like a drug No wait, coulda go and stay what I was Hate when the pain in my lungs start sprayin' like a thug To the pace of a drum, no bass Paint, it was sprayin' to the stud no case Place in the gut, no trace Cocaine in my lung no wait (Oh-woo) Could've state what I done Okay, grew up in a place where the kids don't play (Don't play) I'm afraid of the funds won't pay Let me break into ones Gold flakes on my plate in my tongue So fake 'Cause I pray that my mom ain't hatin' the son for the waste of a c*m God's great (Pray) Don't pray in my way, put a stone on my grave and be grateful that I'm gone Heart breaks As tho
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