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oak hill. - issuehigh lyrics

[verse 1: macadamia]
y’all don’t know nothing bout oak hill
and im leaving in the spring
can’t catch me in a broke ville
can’t catch me with a broke boy
i’ll break a players heart
can’t catch me with a broke toy
unbothered, i avoided
playing hookie with n*gga
playing hookers like atari
im too smart for that
i polished my nails for you, n*gga
you kinda cuticle
almost folded cuz a man called me beautiful
only said that cuz he like when the b00bies full
only want a big chest with the treasure
you dont treasure a good girl when you see one
top 10 players only play the d1’s
but live your life, n*gga , you know its a free run
its big mac (mac, mac, mac, mac)
on deenut
[verse 2: issuehigh]
got no fear play mе all my life but you know i don’t care
the b*tchеs need a home they just know it’s not here
sipping bel aire now i’m dripping gold tears
thinking bout a new b*tch known her from the last year
said i need therapy with my mental state
i put my pen to the paper but don’t got sh*t to say
i’m losing trust in the people that used to make my day. i’m on a struggle for real. i wait for rainy days

[verse 3: annorlunda]
see, i keep my face clean, i know i’m pretty
getting silly, work my achilles
divas f*cking with me, i leave em all for a girl who’s winning
shawty said she hurting, i told her go listen to my verses
matter fact go listen to all 50, i’m just a n*gga singing
i spit rhymes, i spit lines, i spit on people too
told that p*ssy n*gga f*ck you when he stepped all on my shoe
i got something to say to every single person in my life
i got love for all my n*ggas, don’t need hatred in it, ight
lemme chill out, i feel like i’m being slightly toxic
i’m sorry for the feelings that i have i can’t control em
i’m the type of person to hold my sh*t in and won’t let it go
i slip up once or twice it’s like i’m f*cking up my flow
i guess i’ll take this song as something more than lyrics
i guess i’m flooding out my mind it’s getting more apparent
i always wonder how i’ll turn out if i was a parent
i gotta keep on working hard for when it becomes present

- issuehigh lyrics

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