Correction Paroles Lemme Alone (Freestyle) par Pasto Flocco

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(Pipe that sh*t up, TNT)
(MikeMadeThe808s)
Pasto where you at?

Now I don't want sh*t, just leave me alone
You told me you love me, girl why is you lying?
Just leave me alone
I told all of my n***as that you was the one, but now I don't know
You f**k with my mans, you think that it's funny, but now you a hoe
She wanna play, now she got to go
All the fake n***as, yeah, they got to go
I gave you a chance, like three in a row
Now I'm givin' up, yeah, they got to go

For you, I would change but now I'm like f**k it, that sh*t is a dub
Now everything is cool, you see me in school, you can't get a hug
Got a blick, I'ma bust (Yeah), now I'm keepin' it tucked (Yeah)
Yeah we comin' in clutch (Yeah), now we gettin' them bucks (Yeah)
You into the wrong n***as
I took all my feelings and made it a song
The way that you treated me, that sh*t is so wrong
By the way that it seems you wanted me gone
All that sh*t that we had, yeah, it gotta go
Throw that sh*t out the window
Yeah, I'm dodging these feelings
You told me you sorry, I'm dodging like limbo
You told me you love me but you didn't mean it
You know you was doing me wrong
When I was alone, whenever I'm bored
You know you the first one I call
But now that sh*t dead, so many n***as they want you to get to ya' head
I used to be stressed, I'm laying in bed with the covers all over my head
Yeah, I love you, you love me
You know the ugly truth, so why you do this sh*t to me?
But if I did you wrong, I know the sh*t that you won't like
Stop sayin' you don't know and let that sh*t out, girl don't hide
Now I don't want sh*t, just leave me alone
You told me you love me, girl why is you lying?
Just leave me alone
I told all of my n***as that you was the one, but now I don't know
You f**k with my mans, you think that it's funny, but now you a hoe
She wanna play, now she got to go
All the fake n***as, yeah, they got to go
I gave you a chance, like three in a row
Now I'm givin' up, yeah, they got to go

Never jacked, that the gang K
We gon' spin through your block, we gon' spin like a Beyblade
Made this song on a Tuesday
I stopped givin' a f**k, I don't care about what you say
I got choppers like doomsday
That'll spin through your head to the top, Kelly Oubre
I thought you was my boo, bae
I'ma leave you sittin', pa** your a** to the gang, gang

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