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Senta the artist (get it right) Uh yea I thought you was real (I did) But you be off of the pills (pill popping) And I be off of the sh*ts too ( I do too) So how we really feel? (How we feel) Was it just the drugs? (Was it) Or is it real love?(I don’t think so) I ask the same question every time knowing I don’t really give a f**k(swear I don’t give a f**k) Man f**k a n***a(f**k em) I don’t really need a thug nah (I don’t) I ain’t ever gon want nobody cause I don’t believe in love don’t believe in marriage either so you can get off your knees Oh you say you loving me(stop lying) N***a please You capping can’t buy my love cause I’m taxing Im cla**ic with a whole lot of bad b*t*h She ratchet and her face structure tragic That’s what these n***as want so I’m staying on my own All by my lonely cause only b*t*h n***as want me And I don’t want nun of these b*t*hes So I be chilling with the homies Ima do it on my own I don’t need a n***a cause I keep it on me Coming with a different tone cause my last n***a was a phonie (fake a**) Back then I coulda sworn I was in love Got off the drugs now I don’t really give a f**k Looked at that n***a like he was ugly as f**k(b*t*h you was ugly) Aye when it’s over man I swear it’s really done Got another self before you love anyone People quick to deceive you that’s why you gotta keep a gun My head is filled with madness I can not trust anyone I feel like they trying to get me but I am not going to run Ima take this sh*t head on bullet landing right in my dome But I promise to see the throne I’m okay with dying alone I hate when n***as call my phone i never ask them what they want cause I don’t really care to know you a hoe Why the f**k are you calling my phone leave me alone these n***as just tryna get on Say they f**k with me but really they don’t thats why I’m doing this sh*t on my own thought I could ride with the n***a I couldn’t Every b*t*h he f**ked with he shouldn’t I got the cake and these b*t*hes is pudding You layed with these soft hoes and end up with nothing But f**k it I’m turning nothing into something
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