Whip It

Yeah this constant pain
It be in my fucking heart
Try to dodge the rain
Try to dodge the pain
I can’t get away I feel awful
Girl ur my get away is that often ?

pull me close 
whisper in my ear 
tell me u won’t leave 
I’ve been stuck up in my mind
fears of you leaving me 
you can’t see me with like bloody tears
so I turned away
I can’t stand the mirror look at myself
so I turned away 
I ain’t worried about what u doin
cause it’s up to u 
She gon play the victim then split my heart in 2

I don’t really know how to tell you
yeah I don’t really know how to tell you
She gon go head n tell all her friends tho
girl you left a mark like a tattoo 
Don’t know how to feel really miss my friends tho 
Told her ima art piece u can look but don’t touch
Russian pills Russian drums going dumb
talkin shit but they don’t even know like
where I’m from 
Foreign scripts on the label
Language numb on my tongue 
head spinnin circles I’ma still like hit the drum 
Foreign plates tinted windows ya like wen it come
Hit that boy in silence he didn’t even like hear the drum, 
foreign drugs foreign hoes, now they know that I’m the one
money talks i dont speak they js gettin undone
but im 2 fast they like cant keep up w son

even days when the sun don’t shine tho
just know like I’m tryin ho 
Just tryna get my bag tryna run it up
that boy a lame he don’t put no fear in us
had to tell myself stop thinking skeptical 
had to tell myself stop thinking skeptical
 had to tell myself stop thinking skeptical

pain prod tukaru

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Lyrics

Manifestation everything I talk about I know that shit is coming to me I chase the bag like it’s mf running from me.
Yo bitch is bad didn’t say shit but she gunning for me, you get what you give unto this fucking earth. Put shit out some stupid shit you could end up riding inna hearse. Change ya fucking mind set I promise it’ll work, and don’t forget to get success you gotta put in work 

Time is fucking money pretty sure I don’t have much to waste cut the bitch off she couldn’t match my mf pace. Taking life slow cause I learned that it’s not a fuckin race. Had to break her heart, couldn’t understand the dreams I chase. 
really fucking sorry that I couldn’t make much time for you. Manifesting real shit can’t be in lala land with you
 Plenty niggas round pretty sure they’ll shoot that shot at you, I’m not Bruno mars I can’t give my fucking life for you 

I’m manifesting fucking fast cars, bad bitches,big money, big shit, fine shyt on me all she want is this dick I don’t blame her man with the fucking plan imma run up fuckin bands grinding till I’m fucking dead

Manifestation (prod.nerfjayy!)

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