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Hurtin

アーティスト:Lil Baby  アルバム:My Turn  作詞:Quay Global/Lil Baby  作曲:Quay Global/Lil Baby  発売年:2020 

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Cook that shit up, Quay What's the chances that you'd make it from the bottom? Let's go Gotta beat the odds, I'm tryna blend in (Blend) Hit that boy so many times, he made CNN Fear of God pants, I don't fear men Pull up in an old-school, the fifty in the rear end, big dawg Takin' chances, gettin' packs, and tryna get 'em back I watched the law take my bro, I'm tryna get him back I pray to God that I don't have to get nobody whacked Ain't gettin' into that, I try to tell 'em facts What's the chances that you run you up a couple mil'? (Huh?) And you really come from sleepin' out the projects What's the chances that you run you up a couple mil'? (Huh?) And your two main men catch a body I got it the worstest, I ain't have to rehearse this Made me who I am, I'm gettin' bands, I'm breakin' curses Trap spot do six figures, still got sheets, fuck curtains Excuse me as I go off, have flashbacks in my verses, I'm tellin' you I done put my heart inside a box and tried to sell it to 'em Beefin' with my partners, do a nigga like I never knew him Fucked around and seen her with a nigga, I woulda never knew it Always talkin' 'bout what I'm gon' do, but I don't ever do it, yeah Beefin' with myself Keep on wanting syrup, but knowin' it don't help (It don't) It's like I got money to please everybody else They act like they with you, but I'm knowin' they don't care They in it for self (Yeah), I got it for sale if it's rollin' (Rollin') I got out of jail and I showed 'em (Showed 'em)


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