Tweet
Hulkshare.com saywhatsrealfreestyle.mp3
She says I could never do better through a modern day love letter
She don't know I'm fuckin her friends and they still fuck with her.
Shit. Guess that's just how the wind blows so keep tryna hurt me as your bff blows.
Some may say that’s too cold but I'm no joker I'm not one to fold.
Nah, and there's nothing you can tell me to make me think that you're the one who had me?
“Babe please please please please” remember those words while you were on your fuckin knees.
Ha I swear there's so much that I could air but I no longer get joy out of your despair.
Don't confuse that for sympathy. You could have nine lives and bitch you'd still be dead to me.
Look at me gettin mad like Eminem. That's why I got this sprite for lemme pour some in.
Lookin at the words Grandfather said, I got a lot of time before god wants me dead.
I got time for mistakes and time to chill. Time to go hard, and time to kill.
That boy Drizzy said say what's real so imma say what's real imma show you real.
Got my pimp hand strong got some clips extra long but instead of takin you down imma leave you alone.
The worse thing I could you, look right into face “bitch who you?”
Yo hatin ass can go’on somewhere you ain't one in a million not even in dog years.
Now lemme text back the new you this cold hearted nigga ain't the one you knew.
And you the one to blame bitch you the one that played me like a game bitch.
One.
She says I could never do better through a modern day love letter
She don't know I'm fuckin her friends and they still fuck with her.
Shit. Guess that's just how the wind blows so keep tryna hurt me as your bff blows.
Some may say that’s too cold but I'm no joker I'm not one to fold.
Nah, and there's nothing you can tell me to make me think that you're the one who had me?
“Babe please please please please” remember those words while you were on your fuckin knees.
Ha I swear there's so much that I could air but I no longer get joy out of your despair.
Don't confuse that for sympathy. You could have nine lives and bitch you'd still be dead to me.
Look at me gettin mad like Eminem. That's why I got this sprite for lemme pour some in.
Lookin at the words Grandfather said, I got a lot of time before god wants me dead.
I got time for mistakes and time to chill. Time to go hard, and time to kill.
That boy Drizzy said say what's real so imma say what's real imma show you real.
Got my pimp hand strong got some clips extra long but instead of takin you down imma leave you alone.
The worse thing I could you, look right into face “bitch who you?”
Yo hatin ass can go’on somewhere you ain't one in a million not even in dog years.
Now lemme text back the new you this cold hearted nigga ain't the one you knew.
And you the one to blame bitch you the one that played me like a game bitch.
One.
