HURT
King Bowdie
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Last week I fucked like two or three strippers couldn't fight the urge Them two two threes they on my person incase they trying to purge We're something like the agriculture grew up from the dirt Stay looking over my shoulder I can't help it one of my quirks Because I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Yea I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Yea I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Keep looking over my shoulder I can't help it one of my quirks No, I don't want no good girl I'm enamored with these dancers Remember back then they was flaking on me I done brushed it off like dandruff Blue hundreds making britches fall I keep pulling my pants up Steady worried about what a nigga doing quick to tell a nigga get they bands up And I done cut off way too many niggas in this week alone Playin in her throat she got that nigga all on speakerphone Ain't no backstabbers in my circle but to each is own She don't go to church when she is with me I make her speak in tongues yea yea yea I woke up early ima fucking go-getter That pillow talking ain't gone maker no wetter And all that hatred ain't gone make you no cheddar Last week I fucked like two or three strippers couldn't fight the urge Them two two threes they on my person incase they trying to purge We're something like the agriculture grew up from the dirt Stay looking over my shoulder I can't help it one of my quirks Because I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Yea I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Yea I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Keep looking over my shoulder I can't help it one of my quirks Ayo, I solemnly swear it's like this life isn't fair I know I've been through some things I probably won't ever share And I ain't gotta explain life taught me real is so rare I need a mask, not for covid they tell me love in the air I might just walk through the mall and buy up all of the pairs The coldest heart of them all I got on three different layers And if I call you my brother gone have to gimmie the chair Before I let us fall off gotta send me to death Aye I don't go to church but god keep blessing me And I been feeling like its greatness in my destiny I put my Blood Sweat and tears in every melody yea My circle small but they be bringing out the best of me Last week I fucked like two or three strippers couldn't fight the urge Them two two threes they on my person incase they trying to purge We're something like the agriculture grew up from the dirt Stay looking over my shoulder I can't help it one of my quirks Because I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Yea I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Yea I done been through pain yea I just let it hurt Keep looking over my shoulder I can't help it one of my quirks
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