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feelings - lyrical moron lyrics

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gotta heart who takin over made of steel n*gga
takin loot and selling pack in the field n*gga
605 in the flesh if you a real n*gga
too much pain to feel the same when i heal n*gga
you a fake and you never was a real n*gga
you just use me for the fame and deals n*gga
gotta chain broken heart in the feels n*gga
like a rob you was militant to steal n*gga

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always felt like left put in this compact
staying lonely in my cell (cell phone) without a contact
n*ggas hating and trippin because i talk back
on a track with family they getting off track
i never really wanted family cause i thinks it’s fantasy
never been good handling the sh*t that’s in my head
to the point it’s more than me and others wishin i was dead
i’m like a credit card that they spend i don’t get cred
honestly i like it’s all the in the system
every n*gga who got fame never thought to listen
n*ggas hating on another n*gga because they different
in a game they controlling cause they got soul division
i don’t wanna get stuck and put in a drug addiction
but i want it while i’m movin through the way i’m feelin
say i’m a project then hate on me when i’m getting gifted
cause the project gods workin on isn’t yet be finished

pain painted over me n*ggas say that they over me but i know they don’t meant it cause i see em watchin over me
mostly i’m feeling this way because of how i was raised they say the love is a game game it’s over me

pain never got to my head til i was left for the dead not takin sh*t so instead i’m living soberly
brother dying out so ignite the game staying hoped fully saying hopefully

whether i feel good or not i got something to live for
n*ggas don’t mean sh*t to me if they mad if we live poor
n*ggas really stop stunting and just give more
imma say what’s on my mind until my f*ckin heads sore
they change up to much and they all waste our time
they push us to depression and we fake like we fine
i made a note sayin i’d make it when i was 9
but it’s harder than i thought when people f*cked up your mind

hook
gotta heart who takin over made of steel n*gga
takin loot and selling pack in the field n*gga
605 in the flesh if you a real n*gga
too much pain to feel the same when i heal n*gga
you a fake and you never was a real n*gga
you just use me for the fame and deals n*gga
gotta chain broken heart in the feels n*gga
like a rob you was militant to steal n*gga
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