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dropping a popped locket - tell me how كلمات الأغنية

yo
ayo
y’yo yo
yo listen up
this song is for all my kids in queenz
qu double enz
or at least princesses, you know we’re trying
nah but fo real, this is for everyone who don’t got a lot
check it out…

since the time i was incubated and artificially matured
life has always shown she’s a b-tch
nah f-ck that, she’s a wh-r-. (she’s a wh-r-)
i’ll take these sh-tty cards i’m dealt and i’ll win the game with em, could do it with no hands, i can do it with no band
the time that i wasted can’t say that i wasted
because of the things that i tried and i tasted
furious and curious, i learned by the touch
every move you make has a repercussion. isn’t that fun?
made to feel like you lost when you won
it’s the dusting it off that gets you through it
so dust your sh-t off and keep it moving
i used to break bread with fake friends, shake hands
make plans, big plans, that never happened
now i’m making deals with real friends, feeling great
i could be floating. shutter shades to hide the gloating ha
and i hope god has a spare seat right next to him
cause with the way i’m coming up
sh-t if i don’t fly through him
cause i’m a soldier i got no boulders on these shoulders
the weight of the planet is less than my talent
to keep me reminded i keep them holstered

tell me how i turned lemons into lemonade
tell me how we’re coming up
tell me how i traded a scholarship for this music sh-t
tell me how i’m not regretting it

tell me how sometimes what’s so wrong could be so right
tell me how we’re all alike, but tell me how we still all fight
tell me how sometimes what seems right could be so wrong
and tell me how you f-cking knew, all along

out of the darkest dawn i came along
only took six weeks to raise me huh?
“i’m tired of being this babies mom
just so pops can’t say he saw slip this in his food
and he’ll p-ss out soon. oh sh-t, deb, the baby’s blue!”
now i’m right here and far from foolish with white hair
and a scar to prove it. skip to 18, slingin’ the greens
not giving a f-ck about what safety means
i’m living my life like f-ck all the laws
with 25 bags up under my drawers
can’t pause can’t stop, straight fiending for guape
on a cold winter night made some stops on the block
gave 3 to joe, put the stock in my pocket
just my luck i got stopped by the cops sh-t. f-ck, what do i do. one’s no big deal but i had 22
i play my game right, shut my mouth, no confessions
and somehow i lucked out and just got possession
so keep an eye out for the narc van
if you’re flippin on trees like tarzan
don’t make mistakes coppin’ in case jake is watchin
a couple wrong moves and they’ll be raking the block in
can’t stop this sh-t son, isn’t that fun
made to feel like you lost when you won
and they’re bringing you in and they’re writing you up
cuz compared to their penny, you making a buck
they’re taking your luck and they’re breaking it up
life’s a b-tch and she’s fake as f-ck
so when your coin tosses, be prepared to take your losses

tell me how i turned lemons into lemonade
tell me how we’re coming up
tell me how i traded a scholarship for this music sh-t
tell me how i’m not regretting it

ayo, tell me how i’m not regretting sh-t
won’t let a b-tch ever get the heart of me cause honestly
it’s hard to see monogamy as part of we
so i went and pardoned thee
when you struck me again in florida see
why am i even bothering with it? cause sh-t b-tch
your b-tch fits make slit wrists seem like a good idea
like a piff hit when slick spits. i ain’t falling for your sucker sh-t
i know you was on another d-ck
so now like i’m shooting p-rno my mentality’s straight
“f-ck a b-tch”

never did trust a b-tch, started when i was a little kid
this sh-t that i was dating said she needed money on christmas, (liar) for an abortion
i thought it was legit, (liar) but it was not legit
so that b-tch got dissed
just like my momma split when i was a freshman
growing up on p-rnography, eating junk food
watching wrestling. dear momma, here’s a message
(hocking loogie sounds)
surprise (gun c-ck + shot)
surprised? (spits)

tell me how i turned lemons into lemonade
tell me how we’re coming up
tell me how i traded a scholarship for this music sh-t
tell me how i’m not regretting it

- dropping a popped locket

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