BLEED (interlude) Songtext
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BLEED (interlude) Songtext
Don′t
Play with my shit I take this way too serious
Dot, dot, dot period
Too many nights I was waiting for miracles
Looked up to god like oh lord is you serious
Bitch I was furious
Young nigga therapy was making beats
Now I think that the beats is making me
Life is a game I gotta play for keeps
I feel the pain I be damned if I bleed
Damn if I do and fuck me if I don't
Fuck I look like making plays off a phone
Fuck I look like trynna be like you niggas
Fuck I look like 25 and at home
Try to lil bro me I am not your bro
That was back when my hair was short enough to comb
Now it′s black boy braid ups in the cut
And either it's niggas get it or they don't
Buck up
I got my luck up
I′m in the game and I brought all my brothers in
I had to shut up
Learn me a lesson
Tired of stressing
Over acknowledgment
I′m in the Weston
Like Usher Raymond
I been confessing
That's my entitlement
We was them boys
Was knocking down doors and floors and more cuz they ain′t invite us in
Don't
Play with my shit I take this way too serious
Dot, dot, dot period
Too many nights I was waiting for miracles
Looked up to god like oh lord is you serious
Bitch I was furious
Young nigga therapy was making beats
Now I think that the beats is making me
Life is a game I gotta play for keeps
I feel the pain I be damned if I bleed
Play with my shit I take this way too serious
Dot, dot, dot period
Too many nights I was waiting for miracles
Looked up to god like oh lord is you serious
Bitch I was furious
Young nigga therapy was making beats
Now I think that the beats is making me
Life is a game I gotta play for keeps
I feel the pain I be damned if I bleed
Damn if I do and fuck me if I don't
Fuck I look like making plays off a phone
Fuck I look like trynna be like you niggas
Fuck I look like 25 and at home
Try to lil bro me I am not your bro
That was back when my hair was short enough to comb
Now it′s black boy braid ups in the cut
And either it's niggas get it or they don't
Buck up
I got my luck up
I′m in the game and I brought all my brothers in
I had to shut up
Learn me a lesson
Tired of stressing
Over acknowledgment
I′m in the Weston
Like Usher Raymond
I been confessing
That's my entitlement
We was them boys
Was knocking down doors and floors and more cuz they ain′t invite us in
Don't
Play with my shit I take this way too serious
Dot, dot, dot period
Too many nights I was waiting for miracles
Looked up to god like oh lord is you serious
Bitch I was furious
Young nigga therapy was making beats
Now I think that the beats is making me
Life is a game I gotta play for keeps
I feel the pain I be damned if I bleed
Writer(s): Chukwudike Azubuike Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

