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leave me v - original god lyrics

i put on for my city
break like houston whitney
ball like britney
she just hit me i don’t really care what you think she’ll get me
bucket in they hair and they stop to stare
i don’t have a problem
no she gots a problem hoping she just keeps it down

(chorus)
all alone
don’t pick up the phone
feel it through my bones
i got too many problems
leave em all at home
i’m all alone
don’t pick up the phone
feel it through my bones
i got too many problems
leave em all at home
i break like sticks and stones

b*tch, i was bullied ever since i was a kid
but yo man don’t care ight now
if he talking sh*t words won’t hurt me
ima grab a f*cking ratchet ima lay you down
hey, hey
had a lotta time to think to myself
hey, hey
now i hate you n*ggas and im gonna give you h*ll
hey, hey
i don’t give a sh*t cause a n*gga living it out
hey, hey
can’t you f*cking tell
i just want the money
quick fast in my hand
tryna get the cash and dodge
i don’t like y’all and y’all don’t like me
it’s okay ima still kick your ass
(chorus)

just swallowed my face i think about that b*tch like every day
you see it in my face i cannot lie
all i wanna do is count some guala
and i count it baby
come with me cause i just wanna die

stack it up
stack it up
stack it up

i flip a b*tch like a spatula
she kinda built like an amateur
i clean it up like a janitor

f*ck with me
f*ck with me
f*ck with me

i pray to god that she f*cks with me
jockin that sh*t but he enemy
switching it up baby won’t work with me ???

why do i try to live my f*cking life?
i pray to god that i won’t k!ll myself tonight
i’m with my boys and we turn up every f*cking time
i slit my wrist, i do the dash and then you see me i’ll be…
p**poo*punching you be f*cking b*tches minds
i don’t give a f*ck about these n*ggas clique
you be on my sh*t talking about my f*cking d*ck
you be on my sh*t talking about my f*cking d*ck

i never thought that i could love you
every bit is for the clout
and i thought it was your drought
all you ever did was doubt
you never mention all my shots
i don’t wanna work for you
but you wanna work for me
cause i don’t wanna f*ck with you

you might catch these f*cking clips
see me and you wanna dip
got that 30 where i’m going
take you on a f*cking trip
give a puppet, take a sip
give a f*ck about my mix
i might kick it with you later
all you n*ggas you ain’t sh*t

(chorus)

- original god lyrics

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