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I think I just lost my mind
 
I can't even make shit right
 
And I hate you but love you at the same damn time
 
So I'ma write these rhymes
 
Uh, my face full with grime
 
Yuh, these bitches wanna die
 
Huh, I'm too busy, right?
 
Yuh, aight
 
 
 
I see you tryin' to get your game on
 
I'm fucked up since day one
 
These hoes they just play dumb
 
Got my dough, she can't even face us
 
Bitches tried to play us
 
I put my money on your love
 
And it backfired
 
Lil' bitch, I'm so tired
 
Wanna kill myself, slash your damn tire
 
'Cause you found someone new and a new 'pire
 
And I know these hoes not cool, I got a new style
 
I just wanna make you smile
 
I know we been through a lot
 
I don't really do smiles, nah
 
And these hoes, 911 you dial
 
And I fucked up, yeah, I admit that
 
And I know damn well I can't get my shit back
 
She was dissin' on me so I had to diss back
 
Got them big racks, got them big stacks, yeah
 
I wanna pop hoes, I got me some Popeyes
 
These hoes don't love hoes, I ain't got mine
 
And I ain't got love, too much on my mind
 
And I ain't got trust, 'cause it's hard to trust guys
 
And they been wantin' me dead, I think about it sometimes
 
Feeling like I'll be dead, I already said it one time, yeah
 
These hoes, they don't care 'bout you
 
They won't be there for you
 
I was the only one who cared for you, yea
 
And you left me in a ditch
 
You make my breath hitch
 
You went and fucked Mitch
 
I'm down bad for you, bitch
 
And I got grievances, got no reasoning
 
These hoes weakening, tryna change the sequencing
 
My cuts be deepening, she need some seasoning
 
I need me a decent bitch, your love I've been sweetenin'
 
But it ain't sweet enough
 
I just wan' be enough
 
These Glocks, we keep 'em tucked
 
These hoes know my diamonds glistenin'
 
Why you never listening?
 
Fuck these hoes, I'm dissin' 'em
 
No fuck bitch, she give discipline
 
And she up in Michigan, woah-oh
 
I'm just visiting, none of us innocent
 
We all done some sins, yeah, but damn, she magnificent
 
Without her, my life I will not be finishin'
 
I'd end it all for you, baby, my love's never diminishin'
 
And these hoes, the tension's thickenin'
 
What you're witnessin'
 
Is a livid bitch who needs cripplin'
 
Yeah, my heartbeat's dwindling
 
I'd die for you, baby, even if you distancin'
 
Yourself from me, I hate it, it's sickenin'
 
Gave you my love and you stiffening
 
Fuck all these hoes, my heart quickening
 
Gave you my heart, you was pickin' it
 
You ripped me 'part, now you pivoting
 
I know they dissin' on me, but I ain't giving in
 
This life we living is
 
Got me wishing I wasn't existing in
 
This life..
 
 
 
I think I just lost my mind
 
I can't even make shit right
 
And I hate you but love you at the same damn time
 
So I'ma write these rhymes
 
Uh, my face full with grime
 
Yuh, these bitches wanna die
 
Huh, I'm too busy, right?
 
Yuh, aight
 
 
 
Got you a cat for your birthday
 
You only call me on your worst days
 
And I wanna be in first place
 
But I'm always in that third place
 
These hoes got bird brains
 
So we gon' open them bird gates
 
Bitches fake, that's what Curt say
 
So fuck them bitches, that shit hearsay
 
And she want me dead, always on Thursdays
 
She so nasty, so I pull up to her workplace
 
Wit' a Glocky in my hand on her third day
 
She only text me on workdays
 
Never on the weekends
 
Feel like Kurt 'bain
 
These bitches off the deep end
 
There has to be a third way
 
Why the fuck you leaving?
 
She love me in a perverse way
 
And hates me for no reason
 
These bitches, yeah, they schemin'
 
Two twin Glocks incase she leavin'
 
And I know I only see her when I'm dreamin'
 
But she my everything, I need her to see it
 
She was the one who was decent
 
All these other girls fake as Hell
 
Touch 'em like they Braille
 
Yeah, aight, these hoes not doin' well
 
Gave you my love and you still prevail
 
I cannot really go into no details
 
And I won't even check my damn emails
 
She been loving me then hating me the next day
 
I don't understand, no
 
So I'ma count these bands, woah
 
I said I'll be damned, oh
 
Baby, I can be your mans
 
You know I'm better than
 
Your other mans, got a rubberband
 
These hoes don't understand, I gave you 100 grand
 
And you didn't give me shit back
 
He do the running man, yeah
 
And where the fuck you at?
 
I just want your love, yeah, we made a pact
 
She don't really love me and that is that
 
Shoulda known we would never everlast
 
 
 
So where the fuck is Dad?
 
I can't really get him back
 
These hoes know I'm wishin' that
 
You would come back to me
 
Once at last, yeah
 
But that won't happen
 
So I can only imagine
 
Sometimes I imagine
 
Me being your captain
 
But okay, I'll just sit here
 
These hoes don't want him here
 
I never had shit here, yeah
 
And I know, I know, they don't care
 
So I'll go, I'll go, somewhere
 
I'm alone, so alone, it's not fair
 
So where will I go? I don't know, 'cause God ain't there
 
Yeah
 
I be rippin' out my hair
 
I thought we was the perfect pair
 
What is love? I'm unsure
 
Steady tryna find a cure
 
Why the fuck she be so pure?
 
I know damn well I won't be reassured
 
 
 
I think I just lost my mind
 
I can't even make shit right
 
And I hate you but love you at the same damn time
 
So I'ma write these rhymes
 
Uh, my face full with grime
 
Yuh, these bitches wanna die
 
Huh, I'm too busy, right?
 
Yuh, aight

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