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sickle cell - s3bbb lyrics

[intro]
(troopa)
(every time i try to leave, she cries)

[chorus: troopa]
yeah, yeah
baby, i’m hurt on the inside, why would you do me like that?
they be like, “troopa, boy, chill out, why would you do him like that?,” yeah, yeah
never put trust in a b*tch, swear to god n*gga, you gon’ regret it, yeah, yeah
don’t ever let a b*tch play in yo’ face, it’ll hurt if you let ’em, yeah, yeah
i’m goin’ through [?] pain, pray to god that i start feeling better, yeah, yeah
i used to put in that pain, but i’m tryna do good for the better, yeah, yeah
really love f*ckin’ his b*tch, like i know she gon’ lie to my face, yeah
i’m tired of all of yo’ ways, yeah
i’m tired of all of the fake
i’m tired of all of runnin’ up za’, but whenever i’m high, n*gga i feel safe, yeah
i’m tired of lyin’ to all of my friends, and tellin’ them “i feel great,” yeah
i’m tired of n*ggas tellin’ me i’m fake, but i’m the reason that you ate, yeah
but when i was down bad and i was broke, i let you take off of my plate, yeah
these n*ggas be sad, they be goin’ out bad, [?] for a b*tch
lot of n*ggas i had to stop kickin’ it with, so i had to go cop me a bl!ck
you my day one, how could you do me like that? bro i knew you was never my kin
bro lied to my face, didn’t stick to the code, so that’s why i don’t got too many friends

[instrumental break]
[chorus: troopa]
yeah, yeah
baby, i’m hurt on the inside, why would you do me like that?
they be like, “troopa, boy, chill out, why would you do him like that?,” yeah, yeah
never put trust in a b*tch, swear to god n*gga, you gon’ regret it, yeah, yeah
don’t ever let a b*tch play in yo’ face, it’ll hurt if you let ’em, yeah, yeah
i’m goin’ through [?] pain, pray to god that i start feeling better, yeah, yeah
i used to put in that pain, but i’m tryna do good for the better, yeah, yeah
really love f*ckin’ his b*tch, like i know she gon’ lie to my face, yeah
i’m tired of all of yo’ ways, yeah
i’m tired of all of the fake
i’m tired of all of runnin’ up za’, but whenever i’m high, n*gga i feel safe, yeah
i’m tired of lyin’ to all of my friends, and tellin’ them “i feel great,” yeah
i’m tired of n*ggas tellin’ me i’m fake, but i’m the reason that you ate, yeah
but when i was down bad and i was broke, i let you take off of my plate, yeah
these n*ggas be sad, they be goin’ out bad, [?] for a b*tch
lot of n*ggas i had to stop kickin’ it with, so i had to go cop me a bl!ck
you my day one, how could you do me like that? bro i knew you was never my kin
bro lied to my face, didn’t stick to the code, so that’s why i don’t got too many friends

- s3bbb lyrics

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