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rappr - patricia taxxon lyrics

[chopped vocals]

how many n*ggas told me i was gonna fail?
’cause i got a list of n*ggas that can go to h*ll
they feel like i owe ’em something ’cause they know me well
calling me a sellout cause i won’t come back and smoke a l

white shirt now red, my bl**dy nose
sleepin’, you’re on your tippy toes
creepin’ around like no one knows
think you’re so criminal
bruises on both my knees for you
don’t say thank you or please
i do what i want when i’m wanting to
my soul? so cynical

so you’re a tough guy
like it really rough guy
just can’t get enough guy
chest always so puffed guy
i’m that bad type
make your mama sad type
make your girlfriend mad tight
might seduce your dad type
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he said “i hate to put obstacles right in front of you
but you gotta learn to get out of what you’re goin’ through”
hurdles got jumped, mountains got climbed
til’ molly came and put a f*ckin’ wall up in my mind
now i’m in the crib trippin’, complainin’ and b*tchin’
that liqour go to hittin’, i’m in here reminiscing
how many n*ggas told me i was gonna fail?
’cause i got a list of n*ggas that can go to h*ll
they feel like i owe ’em something ’cause they know me well
calling me a sellout cause i won’t come back and smoke a l
the same n*gga that told me i had a hit
charged me $300 to put it up in his mix
now suicide lookin’ better than hittin’ the l!ck
’cause the whole time they knew that i was livin’ out my whip
but now i see ’em, and i can’t even take iit
cause he walk up to me and say:
“boy, i knew you was gon’ make it”
and like, “motherf*cker, do you not just recall?
i needed help, and you just left me sittin’ on my b*lls”
that just wasn’t the right life
so i told him bullsh*t, to have a nice life
and all them girls yellin’ at me from in front of the moon
like n*gga, how you just gonna go and get a white wife?
f*ck you b*tches, i did what i did
now, i’m running round my mansion doing sh*t with my kids
but now, maybe my life is too sweet
like i woke up in that bugatti and went right back to sleep
deep, i was dreaming, y’all n*ggas was scheming
like crabs up in the bucket, but y’all just got defeated
and all these b*tches, all just want my s*m*n
the star collecting checks and ball up in the season
but ain’t n0body give a f*ck when ain’t n0body give a f*ck
now, they got they hand out, asking me to give it up
and every time they ask me for something
they say, “now, you know that i ain’t never asked you for nothin'”
i got loss, i got loss
credit cards got swiped, money got tossed
hundred after hundred, dollar after dollar
drinking every kind of liquor, then that molly got swallowed

- patricia taxxon lyrics

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