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mevsher - pacman payen lyrics

yea
its so much harder for me, yea
its so much harder for me, yea
you always claim a n-gga think to deep, cause its so much water for me, yea
& so i’m tryna tread light
these waters coming for a n-gga head right?
no these daughters coming for n-gga last name
i feel the pressure to get- my bread right
they all like:

he gotta have a big d-ck
gotta have more money than my old man
he gotta know how to drive stick like a manly man & he gotta meet my old man-
& ma dukes
he gotta go to school too, aye if he on a team then he betta be a starter
he gotta know, i don’t care bout designer sh-t but if he surprise me it better be prada (giiiiirl)
he gotta be 6 feet wit a 6 pack
& a bottle of moscato anytime i get back
he gotta hate every other b-tch who ain’t me
anytime i text him then he gotta text back
he gotta know i’m right, even though he know i’m wrong
like, tell me that it’s gold even though you know it’s bronze
like, tell me that my cooking’s even better than your moms
like, tell me how this b-tch so annoying at my job
tell me how these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, gone tell me how these n-ggas ain’t sh-t
he gotta make it better anytime i start crying cuz i’m finna throw a fit
i’m so p-ssed & hopeless
& oh quick
he gotta have his own crib & his own car
& he gotta pick me up, but it cannot be far
& he gotta say he love me when i say it or he flaw
like the diamond that my ex bought me on prom

its so much harder for me, yea
its so much harder for me, yea
you always claim a n-gga think to deep cause its so much water for me, yea
& so i’m tryna tread light
these waters coming for a n-gga head right
no these daughters coming for n-gga last name
i feel the pressure to get- my bread right
they all like:

omg, omg, i’m just tryna be a legend
omg, omg, i’m just tryna be a legend
i’m just young & dumb as sh-t, i keep making these mistakes
i’m just tryna build my legacy, i hope that you can wait
got some money in the bank, just enough for me myself
when i’m ready, you’ll be taken, pray the lord bring someone else
oh my-

god what is up with you women
puttin’ pressure on these n-ggas who still livin’ wit they mama
you would never undergo the feelin’
the simple fact you gotta p-ssy can get you to the bahamas
all paid trip
poof right there, on some all state sh-t
(yo it’s state farm) oh it is?(yea) same sh-t
point is/ my list is/ different/ & it go like this

she gotta be smart or i don’t want head
gotta love hard like you want me dead
if you ever came home and seen a b-tch in the bed you be the type to cut a b-tch & leave ya t shirt red
she gotta get high, when i roll that blizz
she gotta get low, when i throw that d-ck
gotta be real, do you know that kid?
we ain’t even trippin’ let em know that shiiiiiiiit
gotta let me know how you feelin’
if something’s on ya mind let it out
even if it’s simple like:
“baby, i’m hungry”
& i say “me too, let me eat you out” (i meant take)
gotta hold ya liquor if you drink
gotta have a lil some-some in ya bank
you ain’t gotta stress wit all that make up on ya face
cause i promise i would never make it hard as what you make
that’s why i say

- pacman payen lyrics

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