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heartache - jiah zuniga lyrics

[intro: b.s.]
yeah

yeah

[verse 1: b.s.]
if the weed ain’t sticky i don’t roll it
you n*ggas be talking too much like edward snowden
use to sell quarter pieces out of a ford focus
cut from a different cloth the son of odin
curt angle n*ggas keep you in a sleeper
holding
amg coupe look like the skin of a mantue bol an
the biggest pack you ever seen your uncle was holding
i remember them nights we got warm by the stove and
because of them nights thats why i cook grams over the stove and
big n*gga, catch sh*t, run wit it like anqaun bolden
physic n*gga, two sh*lls is what your future holding
tweaker b*tch selling p*ssy for ten dollars her soul is broken

[verse 2: jiah zuniga]
up at fox hills, we at the mall
i ain’t buying sh*t
i be a tight mf and i’m proud of it
only here to crack a b*tch
that’s down to ride in my dusty whip
my style is all natural
5 star restaurant i’m still casual
(still casual)
rapping over dusty loops
be h*lla magical
i like my progress going vertical, yeah
all my loved ones is irreplaceable
through all the bull sh*t
we philosophical

remember nights i ain’t really understand
(ain’t understand)
like being with my pops on the weekends
he seen a vacant apartment
now we gotta place to stay
he told us to huddle up to
the make the shivers go away

getting picked up on the next day (uh)
grateful for the place i get to stay
praying for my pops to have better days
(better days)
but deep down i know that sh*t ain’t gone
change
dear pops i hope you find your way

- jiah zuniga lyrics

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