Текст песни Hand in my Cookie Jar - Alex Saintlouis

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You fucked on my buddy, betrayed me for nothing
I thought it was real, but I guess that it wasn't
All that assuming, got you here confusing
The truth of the facts, with all your assumptions
Fuck how you feeling, I'm one in a million
And I never trip, I just play my position
No need to explain, I done been in this game
I done had my fair share of you scandalous bitches

Aye
No cap I ain't tripping, you can be a ho
But you can't be with me, bitch I gotta go
You can do what you want, but do it on your own
Don't you come crawling back, blowing up my phone

Aye
Don't you come, crawling back
You made your bed, now sleep in that
If you fuck with me, then it stuck with me
It's up with me, all of that
You didn't cherish my value
You slept on me, more than broke niggas all on them couches
Got nigga's thinking they matter
You tried to play, but it didn't work, cause it's scratched up
I do my thing with this music
I bet you didn't think that you'd make it on one of my tracks huh
Thought you were fucking with lames, but you fucked with gang
Baby girl it's a disaster
Now I drip on a bitch, with my Stuuupid Dumb fit
They tried to challenge, but my shit legit
Higher my standards, I know I'm the shit
I'm like a candle, I always be lit
I've been hurt many times
I'm numb to that pain
(That pain)
They say that I'm nonchalant
You made me this way

You fucked on my buddy, betrayed me for nothing
I thought it was real, but I guess that it wasn't
All that assuming, got you here confusing
The truth of the facts, with all your assumptions
Fuck how you feeling, I'm one in a million
And I never trip, I just play my position
No need to explain, I done been in this game
I done had my fair share of you scandalous bitches

Aye
No cap I ain't tripping, you can be a ho
But you can't be with me, bitch I gotta go
You can do what you want, but do it on your own
Don't you come crawling back, blowing up my phone

Aye
I told you once, now I told you twice
I'm that nigga, I'm not nice
Thought you played me, but you played yourself
Like a sports nigga, on a game like
2k, Fifa, Madden, Whatever
Bitch tried to act like she slick, but she didn't know that a nigga too clever
I been in cases, with these situations
I seen all they faces, when lying take place
Pride is a rock
They not the real, but they pose as a good imitation
On yo, climb to the top
You gone see how all these real nigga's turn into haters
I swear they be faking, they faking, they faking
These bitches, they faking, they faking, they faking
Don't get complacent with all of they fronting
Run up a bag, and go get you some money
Don't pose on the gram, cause they getting caught stunting
They watching yo pockets, they wanting your duckets
They switch on you quick, all cause assumptions
On the next dick, like y'all wasn't fucking
Bitches a trip, I ride like the buses
She let you hit, all cause I wasn't

You fucked on my buddy, betrayed me for nothing
I thought it was real, but I guess that it wasn't
All that assuming, got you here confusing
The truth of the facts, with all your assumptions
Fuck how you feeling, I'm one in a million
And I never trip, I just play my position
No need to explain, I done been in this game
I done had my fair share of you scandalous bitches

Aye
No cap I ain't tripping, you can be a ho
But you can't be with me, bitch I gotta go
You can do what you want, but do it on your own
Don't you come crawling back, blowing up my phone