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tank mccoy – realism 2.0 كلمات اغاني

realism 2.0
i don’t really care about these woes oh no no (covered in that blood, blood, blood) i don’t really care about the thrills//
i don’t even care about my foes oh no no, i just really care about the world..
blood gushing rushing down the septum of a centerfold//
cocaine and xanax keep her florida december’s cold//
fiending she in debt and broke heading for the end the road//
history repeat itself but no one gon remember though//
cause though she feeling dead in soul she yolo litty look alive//
know she pretty, roam the city gold and glitter on her eyes//
but only pity in her eyes drinks and make up her disguise//
she swear she real, she wear them heels
but come up short to pay for lines//
-fast-she pulling on the pusher and telling him how she h-rny//
he was cooling with the homies, responded with something corny//
but she acted real attracted though the bag was all she wanted//
-fast-put it on him till he snoring, ran his pockets and his drawers//
grabbed the cocaine, grabbed some more grabbed the cash grabbed his jordan’s//
grabbed her phone called her uber picked her up in an accord//
went to grab her in the morning and realized she had departed//
he figured he put it on her till he couldn’t find his wallet//
he shoulda tried to stop it but shawty had caught him slipping though//
uber hit her apartment she walking in on her tippy toes//
jitterbug on the couch p-ssed out to some kiddy shows//
grandmama in her pity mode, let’s her leave the kid alone//
she sniffing blow it’s 8am, that mirror be her plate of death//
reflection looking crazy and she catch a glimpse and hate herself//
she sobbing deep and take a breath, calls out for the savior’s help//
he whispers i been waiting while you was tryn save yourself//
relieved until she hears a h-rn, it’s looking like that one accord//
followed by another car, she knowing who they looking for//
so now she running mortified, saying she gon give it back//
met her with a forty-five, victim of the will of man

i don’t really care about these woes oh no no (covered in that blood, blood, blood) i don’t really care about the thrills//
i don’t even care about my foes oh no no, i just really care about the world

- tank mccoy

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