(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, ho fuck me
It's safe to say the world getting ugly
And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah
(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, ho fuck me
It's safe to say the world getting ugly
And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah
But that's 'cause you put someone else above me
I got bad habits but I want for you to know, yeah
Won't talk unless, it's easy to let it go
So don't talk to me 'bout pain, and don't talk to me 'bout problems
And please don't call my phone if it's only about a dollar
Cause when it rain, it's gon' rain
And you gon' need me way before I need you, I ain't piss poor, yeah
If you talk less just know that you could get more, yeah
Summertime, we got it popping like it's Crisco
Was way too deep in [?], we was fresh as hell tryna get hoes
When old girl say she love me now, I wonder where that bitch go
If you ask less, just know that you could get more
[Verse]
I know that the devil got a side, but it ain't mine
I'ma look you dead inside your eyes, tell the truth, know I ain't lying
I told bro to flip the whip, make sure they can't slide
He done died once, he a cat, now he got eight lives
On the other hand, I'm a G, bitch, I got one until it's done
And my homie was too gangster, he ain't died to no gun
My other homie was too gangster, but he died in the slums
Life fucked up, it's like you flip a coin and hope you lucked up
In the streets, the devil play, now don't get sucked up
My daddy always told me don't you trust none
Got a TEC and now I'm invested in my trust funds
Bitch, don't talk to me 'bout how you love me
You just love it when you fuck me
You don't know it hurt me 'cause I love it when you touch me
And my heart keep getting tossed around like rugby, yeah
I'm so hurt, I'm bound to kill a nigga if he mug me
Me and you, we ain't too different, bitch, just listen
Got a good head on my shoulders, but my heart was missing
[Chorus]
I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, ho fuck me
It's safe to say the world getting ugly
And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah
But that's 'cause you put someone else above me
I got bad habits but I want for you to know, yeah
When I talk less, it's easy to let it go
So don't talk to me 'bout pain, and don't talk to me 'bout problems
And please don't call my phone if it's only about a dollar
Cause when it rain, it's gon' rain
And you gon' need me way before I need you, I ain't piss poor, yeah
If you talk less just know that you could get more, yeah
Summertime, we got it popping like it's Crisco
Was way too deep in [?] we was fresh as hell tryna get hoes
When old girl say she love me now, I wonder where that bitch go
If you ask less, just know that you could get more
(Ant Chamberlain, to je sto bodov)
Myslím, že je to moja chyba, že ma nemiluješ, Ho Fuck Me
Je to bezpečné povedať svet
A mohol som povedať, že moje srdce studené, moje srdce chladno, jo
Ale to je 'Pretože si dal niekoho iného nado mnou
Mám zlé návyky, ale chcem, aby ste vedeli, jo
Nebude hovoriť, ak nie je ľahké ho nechať ísť
Takže nehovorte so mnou "Bout Bolesť a nehovorte so mnou" Bout Problémy
A prosím, nevolajte môj telefón, ak je to len o dolárom
Pretože, keď je to dážď, je to gon
A vy budete potrebovať, ako by som ťa potreboval, nie som naštvaný chudobný, jo
Ak hovoríte menej, viete, že by ste mohli získať viac, jo
Summertime, dostaneme to popping, ako je to Crisco
Bola príliš hlboká v [?], Boli sme čerstvé ako peklo tryna dostať motyky
Keď stará dievčina hovorí, že ma teraz miluje, zaujímalo by ma, kde táto suka ide
Ak sa pýtate menej, viete, že by ste mohli získať viac
[Verš]
Viem, že diabol má stranu, ale nie je moja
Vyzerám ťa mŕtvych vo vašich očiach, povedzte pravdu, viem, že nie som ležať
Povedal som bro, aby sme otočili bič, uistite sa, že nemôžu skĺznuť
On urobil raz, on, on mačka, teraz dostal osem životov
Na druhej strane som g, fena, mám jeden, kým sa to urobí
A moja homie bola príliš gangster, nebola zomrená na žiadnu zbraň
Moja ostatná homie bola príliš gangster, ale zomrel v slumoch
Život fucked, je to ako keby ste flip mince a dúfam, že ste sa ocitli
V uliciach, Devil Play, teraz nedostane sa
Môj otec mi vždy povedal, že neveríš
Dostal TEC a teraz som investovaný do svojich trustových fondov
Fena, nehovorte so mnou 'Bout Ako ma milujete
Len milujete to, keď ma kurva
Neviete, že mi to ublížilo, pretože to milujem, keď sa ma dotknete
A moje srdce sa stále hodia ako rugby, jo
Som tak zranený, som viazaný zabiť nigga, ak ma hml
Ja a vy, nie sme príliš odlišní, fena, len počúvajte
Mám dobrú hlavu na pleciach, ale moje srdce chýbalo
[Chorus]
Myslím, že je to moja chyba, že ma nemiluješ, Ho Fuck Me
Je to bezpečné povedať svet
A mohol som povedať, že moje srdce studené, moje srdce chladno, jo
Ale to je 'Pretože si dal niekoho iného nado mnou
Mám zlé návyky, ale chcem, aby ste vedeli, jo
Keď hovorím menej, je ľahké ho nechať ísť
Takže nehovorte so mnou "Bout Bolesť a nehovorte so mnou" Bout Problémy
A prosím, nevolajte môj telefón, ak je to len o dolárom
Pretože, keď je to dážď, je to gon
A vy budete potrebovať, ako by som ťa potreboval, nie som naštvaný chudobný, jo
Ak hovoríte menej, viete, že by ste mohli získať viac, jo
Summertime, dostaneme to popping, ako je to Crisco
Bol príliš hlboký [?] Boli sme čerstvé ako peklo tryna dostať motyky
Keď stará dievčina hovorí, že ma teraz miluje, zaujímalo by ma, kde táto suka ide
Ak sa pýtate menej, viete, že by ste mohli získať viac