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Nate AintShit

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Huh
Huh-Uh-huh
Puttin' cover up my feelings
Tryna reach the top, im ona million
A nigga tryna put his hand out, I ain't feel him
I'm bout to spazz, yeah, I'm trippin
Tried to tell them boys I'ma lil different
They ain't on my level, had to boss up, so I shifted
Seen me with this paper, now she askin' for forgiveness
Got up off my ass, and now my lifestyle is expensive
I got the spinach',
Ahhhh Oh I can't walk without it
Everytime you wanna talk, I don't wanna talk about it
Too busy doin' what I'm really doin', I don't wanna sulk about it
Look, now I'm a dog, and you call me toxic
Till you had a change of heart, and you wanna call me cryin
Got a feelin' in my gut, and I don't know about it
Tryna spin a opp block, leave a nigga where I got him
I'ma let that boy dead, I ain't deading problems
Fasho we got him
Tell me what it is
I'm the bad guy, but, tell him what you did
Don't wanna argue with you, I'm tired of the fits
It get a lil' hard, and a nigga start to stress
Then you get to pullin' cards, and I start to reminisce
She look nice, she feisty
She stuck to the scent, I ain't shit, that's what it might be
Fresh out the shower, with the towel and that white tee
Thats how i like to see you, but you move like you don't like me
Before I get in my bag, uh
I roll up some of this gas, and put this shit in the past
Since a lil' nigga, I had my foot all the way on the gas
Nigga step on my toes, he goin' six feet in the grass
A lot of niggas safe, cause I chill when I shouldve spazzed
Had a nigga was my homie, said he crip, but he a crab
I ain't re-friending no snakes, cause they shed to shed again
I'm forever with talkin' my shit, they gotta kill me for it to end
Nah, I can't walk without it
Every time you wanna talk, I don't wanna talk about it
Too busy doin' what I'm really doin', I don't wanna sulk about it
Look, now I'm a dog, and you call me toxic
Till you had a change of heart, and you wanna call me crying
Got a feelin' in my gut, and I don't know about it
Try to spin a opp block, leave a nigga where I got him
I'ma leave that boy dead, I ain't deading problems
Fasho we got him
Huh
Huh-Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Puttin' cover ups on my feelings
Tryna reach the top, I'm ona million
A nigga tried to put his hand out, I ain't feel him
I'm about to spazz, yeah, I'm trippin
Tried to tell them boys I'ma lil different
They ain't on my level, had to boss up, so i shifted
Seen me with this paper, now she askin' for forgiveness
Got up on my ass, and now my lifestyle's expensive
I got the spinach
I got the spinach
I got the spinach

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