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troublesome - lil kayla lyrics

[verse 1]
look, a b*tch said she hit my n*gga
i’m like, “which one?”
i keep a couple on my roster never just one (it’s never just one)
i let these n*ggas choose me ’cause i can’t pick ’em (ayy)
he sent some bags, like which on?
i said the big one

[verse 2]
look, it ain’t sh*t to have a n*gga drop a bag on me (a bag on me)
i am never tripping off a i been had on me (i been had on me)
i am not his b*tch, i never was
don’t throw that tag on me
now, all my turn around ten thousand
do the math on it
diddy told me i was too hard for the radio
shoutout my city, i’m still bussing through the stereos
i cut that n*gga, got that weight off me like terrio
rest in peace lijah, i still go cry about your burial
[verse 3]
look, i never felt the need to have to proof myself
a n*gga can’t do nothing for me, i can’t do myself
was always putting b*tches on, i never was the help
my baby daddy hand picked, i put him on the shelf
woke up to this b*tch n*gga in my bed again
on mamas free lil skoot i need that head again
i am real humble, not one b*tch i think i am better than
said i fell off, sit back and watch me get ahead again

[verse 4]
look, i can never trust no b*tch with h*lla friends
i had a b*tch from epa she made me h*lla bands
and honestly one of the worst things that i ever did
was leave a up n*gga for a broke one with some better d*ck
but you live and you learn, remember trust is earned
and these n*ggas never yours, so just enjoy your turn
a double life tryna feed the hood and feed the church
my baby sorry if i hurt you, it’s still free the swerve

[verse 5]
look, ya’ll be falling for these n*ggas who stay getting curved
it’s about who did it better, f*ck who did it first
a couple famous n*ggas tried to f*ck me for a verse
what i hold don’t even fit in this balengci purse
a couple of thousand on my neck, but this was trap money
telling me go legal with my rap money
i beat my case, a real n*gga dropped off the racks for me
don’t care if b*tches talk about me just put facts on it
[verse 6]
look, was supposed to leave that d*ck alone but relapsed on it
and if the n*gga wanted mine, i am keeping tabs on it
when you b*tches crazy put a at on it
so when i run into you, i can put a tag on it
when that pressure get applied they don’t be feeling that
sneak dissing on the net, no i ain’t into that
i never had a cosigner b*tch i been a threat
it’s thug life till i die, it’s tatted on my chest

- lil kayla lyrics

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