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biv – a bunch of shit i don’t do كلمات اغاني

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kanye was like, how could you be so heartless?
and i was like
augh
i don’t have a f_cking heart f_ggot…

your b_tch bad but she a nuisance
chocking on my d_ck to suck the fluid
i don’t think i’m one to prove it (yuh)
but being you’re biggest influence
i’m a listen to my thoughts till’ they [???] my movements (what?)
i’m a little out of place but sh_t i choose it (yuh)
might f_ck around and lose it
and f_ck around and make a living off you stupid
stupid! (stupid!)
cuts and puns to act up and run it up
just wanna feel depression for a cup of f_cking bucks
pop my prescriptions bet yo ass be spelled for months
see they chose when they talking under us
yuh
find your way [???]
i got people on the way back
yеars wasted on the f_cking field bat (woah!)
but now a f_ckеr bring the music back
huh!
but now a f_cker bring the mu_
yuh!
get my momma out the house
man still she spending every f_cking dollar off my main account
get professional!

you f_ckers keep on talking let it get it out
i make a living off the word of f_cking mouth
been out put that sh_t on blast
forty make a [???] f_cking dash
usain bolting down the ave
and dollar trees glisten with the mags (woah!)
huh!
uh!
yuh
i’m a mental change that go off the saying
say that life a movie knock yo b_tch that’s out the frame (blah!)
i’m too pretty for the fame but every p_ssy know my name
won’t admit i change the lane
heavy heart with the sons i made
join me and sh_t i’ll rip your face (woah!)
high tops drop the roof and let that sh_t bang
you ain’t about the sh_t you claim
guess that make us one in the same
guess that make us one in yuh yeah

and i was like
it’s all fake
i ain’t spit the truth, but you were saying
it’s all fake
it’s all fake
no i ain’t spit the truth, but you were saying
pull up with the speed kenny lofty (woah!)
remind me who you stacking in the coffin
huh!
promise that you dead to me first
i pull up to the service’s shirts
i’m p_ssing in the dirt
can’t even say sh_t about me
i keep my business [???] tucked until they found me
[???] too paying for smiles i’ve been doubting
i need to know the reason why these f_ckers clout me (yeah)
i shut the f_ck up and keep counting
put sh_t together find your sh_t arousing
watching all your p_ssies flex around this
i’m in my primes travel f_ckers steady drowning (hah!)
hoping you heard every word i said (yuh)
ain’t no secret that i’ve been stuck inside my head
[???] blessings at my stress and break your bread (woah!)
might f_ck around and flatline your career leave us both dead
it’s just stashes high percentage for your f_cks
and i ain’t even think your needs for once (woo!)
i’m just keep sh_t a buck if are must
you follow every single cent
chasing all these crumbs

like
matter of fact that’s a bet i tell you what (what!?)
i’ll get back in my corner and pack it up
i hang back in the ropes and dangle lungs (freaky!)
when you dance they only gonna give a f_ck for half a month

and they don’t give a f_ck about us? (what?)
and they don’t give a f_ck about us!? (what!?)
who give a f_ck about us!? (what!?)
they don’t give a f_ck about us! (no!)

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