I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art
Of venom to ya feelings and ya visions of heart
No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share
Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air
I hate these feelings that have grown a part of me
Cause im on sum g shityoung money
U could try to hurt my feelings but my heart is made of steel
The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal
Before we see it's hard to live
Out of this coviction of feelings
Of rapppin and showing her own feelings to the world
Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first
You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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