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whatever - syk lyrics

l*o*v*e
h*a*t*e
love y’all, f*ck y’all
whatever
l*o*v*e
h*a*t*e
love y’all, f*ck y’all
whatever
exposing my feelings make me feel better
can’t understand me, then whatever
it doesn’t matter
exposing my feelings make me feel better
can’t understand me, then whatever
it doesn’t matter
i got a rhyme book full of bullsh*t
i filled it with bullsh*t
can’t even say that’s not my fault, would be bullsh*t
writing down some thoughts
like “what the f*ck is running my mind?”
feel safe there cause when i speak them they’re considered crime
searched a lot before finding what gotta find
but you know it’s even harder when you don’t know the time
and you don’t know what you’re looking for exactly
waking up at 12am cause no place i applied still had contacted me
slowly running out the money so i guess
checkmate is my enemy next move in this game of chess
no more beating in my chest when you ask me who is my enemy
i guess i’ll drown him in the hennessy for real
and see what part of me will pop out of me
i’ll speak to myself like sh*t at least that’s free
at least that’s free my brother
c’mon y’all
uhuh*uhuh

l*o*v*e
h*a*t*e
love y’all, f*ck y’all
whatever
l*o*v*e
h*a*t*e
love y’all, f*ck y’all
whatever
exposing my feelings make me feel better
can’t understand me, then whatever
it doesn’t matter
exposing my feelings make me feel better
can’t understand me, then whatever
it doesn’t matter
hold hold up, i gotta make it clear
i’m still aiming to get millionaire
like shottin the air
and tryina hit the floor
but remember ain’t no bullets taking flight
without landing tho
that’s purely mathematics
they say i’m too mental
i know my heart that few to know i just need instrumentals
so i can report and export
exhaling grey rhymes in the air like what’s this meant for?
i miss sh*ttin my diapers and sliding on dirty floors
with no thoughts of making it
i’m making it
had a car, was baking in
no cash to hit the club, just hash to get faded with
my grandpa pictures hanging on the wall
i’m doing good at all
and the end
if i’d lost everything i would still have my pen ye
guess that’s good enough for me bro
one more time

- syk lyrics

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