Old Me_Stoner (Brandon x Ben x Bugz) Ruff v2

Lil Uzi Vert - You A Cub Now.mp3

Drip Dripper

Uzi Oogie Mane How You Do That.m4a

All Seeing Eye

Everyday

Tie Die

Everyones A Cheater

nosaint - came in (zayslatty)

[Chorus]
Tell me you a victim, without tellin’ me you weak,
Cryin’ like a storybook, same verse on repeat.
Pointin’ every finger, but you never take the heat,
I been buildin’ empires while you beggin’ for a seat.

Tell me you a victim, I don’t need the proof,
Your scars are just excuses while I weaponize the truth.
You playin’ like a martyr, but I see right through,
Keep singin’ ‘bout the pain, but the blame’s on you.

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[Verse 1]
I hear the sob tales, drippin’ like a faucet,
Every loss you claim, but you the one that caused it.
Always paintin’ villains, never own the plot,
Talkin’ ‘bout betrayal when you twistin’ every knot.

A wolf in sheep’s clothes cryin’ wolf again,
Every bridge you burnin’, you just call it “friends.”
Victimhood’s a throne, you addicted to the crown,
But karma’s keepin’ tabs and she huntin’ you down.

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[Chorus]
Tell me you a victim, without tellin’ me you weak,
Cryin’ like a storybook, same verse on repeat.
Pointin’ every finger, but you never take the heat,
I been buildin’ empires while you beggin’ for a seat.

Tell me you a victim, I don’t need the proof,
Your scars are just excuses while I weaponize the truth.
You playin’ like a martyr, but I see right through,
Keep singin’ ‘bout the pain, but the blame’s on you.


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[Verse 2]
You call it “trauma,” I call it a shield,
Hidin’ from the warzone while I’m dyin’ on the field.
You scream injustice, but you profit off the tale,
Drama’s your currency, and sympathy’s for sale.

You love the pity, yeah, you thrive on the tears,
But power don’t respect what’s been cryin’ for years.
While you whinin’ ‘bout the struggle, I was sharpenin’ blades,
Now the tables turnin’ — watch me cash what I made.


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[Bridge]
You ain’t broken, you addicted,
Pain’s a brand that you scripted.
Victim card’s the hand you play,
But I’m the dealer, end of game.


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[Chorus]
Tell me you a victim, without tellin’ me you weak,
Cryin’ like a storybook, same verse on repeat.
Pointin’ every finger, but you never take the heat,
I been buildin’ empires while you beggin’ for a seat.

Tell me you a victim, I don’t need the proof,
Your scars are just excuses while I weaponize the truth.
You playin’ like a martyr, but I see right through,
Keep singin’ ‘bout the pain, but the blame’s on you.

Tell me you a Victim, Without tellin’ me you Weak

Cold Nights in Toronto

All Seeing Eye

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