Текст песни Mixed Emotions - Lil Tjay
Know
you
want
me
for
my
bread,
you
ain't
f-cking
wit'
my
head
Try
to
push
me
to
the
edge,
I
reverse
that
sh-t
instead
You
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on,
you
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on
You
want
me,
'cause
the
drip
I
got,
the
sauce
that
I
got
on
I
pop
out
with
some
Gucci,
Cartiers
and
Saint
Laurent
Got
all
these
mixed
emotions,
got
to
put
'em
in
a
song
You
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on,
you
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on
You
gold
digging
thinking
I
don't
know
what's
going
on
I
love
my
niggas,
but
y'all
ain't
treating
me
the
same
I
never
thought
that
y'all
would
switch
up
on
me
for
the
fame
Chatting
on
my
name
So
call
my
phone,
I'm
a
let
it
ring
Call
my
phone,
I'm
a
let
it
ring
now
Tell
me
what
you
would
do
If
your
day
one
nigga
started
changing
on
you
We
done
been
through
a
lot,
ya
act
like
ya
forgot
And
I
know
a
lot
of
niggas
didn't
want
me
to
pop
Got
no
love
for
a
thot,
I'm
just
chasing
the
guap
Hollow
shells
for
a
nigga,
'cause
we
play
with
them
Glocks
So
I
stay
with
a
chop,
I
ain't
saying
a
lot
'Til
Sandy
come
home,
he
gon'
stay
in
the
box
They
ain't
feeling
my
pain,
they
must
think
it's
a
game
I
can't
wait
to
take
a
picture
next
to
Nicki
and
Wayne
Two
sb
on
the
chain
and
I
know
I'm
a
stain
If
you
run
up
on
me
I'm
a
have
some
shells
for
your
brain
Henny,
patron
got
me
feeling
good
The
gang
with
me,
wish
a
nigga
would
Strapped,
waitin'
for
a
opp
when
I'm
in
the
hood
I'ma
keep
making
noise
'til
it's
understood
Know
you
want
me
for
my
bread,
you
ain't
f-cking
wit'
my
head
Try
to
push
me
to
the
edge,
I
reverse
that
sh-t
instead
You
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on,
you
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on
You
want
me,
'cause
the
drip
I
got,
the
sauce
that
I
got
on
I
pop
out
with
some
Gucci,
Cartiers
and
Saint
Laurent
Got
all
these
mixed
emotions,
got
to
put
'em
in
a
song
You
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on,
you
want
me,
'cause
I'm
on
You
gold
digging
thinking
I
don't
know
what's
going
on
And
I
could
spit
some
sh-t
that
y'all
just
wouldn't
comprehend
It's
fully
smelly
drive
and
I'm
riding
to
the
end
My
new
grip
the
clip
extend,
it's
full
for
all
your
friends
They
prayin'
I'ma
fail
when
my
career,
it
just
began
Told
the
guys
it's
our
year,
right
now
it's
our
time
I'ma
always
do
my
best
to
make
sure
everyone
shine
Long,
long
time,
we
all
gon'
be
fine
I
ain't
never
said
contradicted
none
of
my
lines
But
I'm
going
through
stuff,
I
think
that
I'm
stressed
Everyday
I'm
in
the
studio,
ain't
getting
no
rest
That's
the
reason
why
the
haters
won't
acknowledge
that
I'm
next
They
hate,
because
I'm
coming
strong,
stepping
on
they
neck
Why
you
hating
on
me?
I
ain't
hating
on
you
And
niggas
clout
chasing
like
it's
something
to
do
I
still
don't
understand,
I
swear
everything
new
And
I'm
hearing
a
lot
of
rumors,
I
don't
know
if
they
true
I
know
you
niggas
too
fake,
they
two
faced
Always
throwing
shade,
swear
that
sh-t
amuse
me
You're
not
about
to
use
me,
abuse
me
I
ain't
got
no
feelings
shorty,
you
a
groupie
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