Fuck Up my Rights

not for me

Stand on that

Rod Wave - Grown Man Crying

LYRICS:

Having talks to bro about life and shit
Saying how niggas won't slide and just like typing shit
Uh, talking 'bout we getting money but niggas don't like the shit
Baby, you know I been through a lot, I'm talking all type of shit
I'm talking all type of shit
Drugs to numb the pain
It drug me through the rain
You might think I'm insane
It's bigger than the frame
It's fun to play the game, but it ain't fun when you lose
Nigga we are not the same 'cause you can't fit in my shoes, no

Baby you know how it be with me
Loving me, it don't be easy
You can't be loving me for my achievements
You gon be down even when it get greasy
Nigga I put my all up in this shit with no help included
Seen niggas picking and choosing, I peeped they side they be losing
Imma turn my pain up into fame and into currency
Outside I be rock solid, inside it be hurting me
It ain't deep enough to snake it out, I just don't see the urgency
Ain't nobody give a fuck until you dead, it's and emergency
Girl can you forgive me, all this stressing got me twisted
Got a couple problems in my life and don't know how to fix it
Most shit I just predict it, when it happen I ain't trippin'
But I'm getting to that bag, I hope they mad cause I ain't linking, no no

Having talks to bro about life and shit
Saying how niggas won't slide and just like typing shit
Uh, talking 'bout we getting money but niggas don't like the shit
Baby, you know I been through a lot, I'm talking all type of shit
I'm talking all type of shit
Drugs to numb the pain
It drug me through the rain
You might think I'm insane
It's bigger than the frame
It's fun to play the game, but it ain't fun when you lose
Nigga we are not the same 'cause you can't fit in my shoes, no

Whole lot of bread on the way
Try to get in the way, take his head on the gang
Stay in my bubble, can't fuck with a lame
If he hate but don't know me, he should be ashamed
Niggas ain't what they tryna claim
Uh, don't look back and keep searching for finer things
That be life
I want K's same size my height
I want love and private flights
If you think they would, they might
If you think I don't care, you right
So tell me where were you when I needed a hand
It's way too late to make no promises, can't do that shit again, no

Having talks to bro about life and shit
Saying how niggas won't slide and just like typing shit
Uh, talking 'bout we getting money but niggas don't like the shit
Baby, you know I been through a lot, I'm talking all type of shit
I'm talking all type of shit
Drugs to numb the pain
It drug me through the rain
You might think I'm insane
It's bigger than the frame
It's fun to play the game, but it ain't fun when you lose
Nigga we are not the same 'cause you can't fit in my shoes, no

IN THIS BIHHH

Buck 2x

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