Tuesday - Untitled paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Untitled - Tuesday




Bitch I can't love you, that bitch ain't sincere
Don't like these niggas, these niggas is weird
Pray for my demons, I'm keeping them near
You not the goat, you not welcome in here
Fuck how you feel, bitch, fuck how you feel
Not about money, I don't wanna hear it
Off these percs, my flow disappearing
Fuck all the clout, nigga fuck all the fame
Fuck what you rep, nigga fuck what you claim
Buck on my waist and I'm not gonna change
Stuck in my madness, I cannot be saved
All my demons I don't have no faith
You said you hate me? Whatever, okay
These niggas snakes, I keep me a blade
Froze on the right, bitch I'm living dangerous
Off these drugs, bitch don't make me anxious
Shut the fuck up, quit whining my favor
Having these thoughts, they singing
This real war, well fuck it, okay then



Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Clayton Angelo Gavin


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