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    (Verse 1)

    Young Money yeah... uh
    Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
    But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her
    Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing 'bout her
    Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
    I'm rolling sweets, I'm smoking sour
    Married to the game but she broke her vows
    That's why my bars are full of broken bottles
    And my night stands are full of open bibles
    I think about more than I forget
    But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat
    And these niqqas know I lay them down, make your bed
    Bitches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg
    Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
    I'm sticking to the script, you niqqas skipping scenes
    Be good or be good at it
    Fucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
    Yeah, put the dick in they mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say"
    I'm high as a bitch, up, up and away
    Man, I come down in a couple of days
    OK, you want me up in the cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
    I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
    It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode
    All about my dough, but I don't even check the peephole
    So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down
    No love lost, no love found

    (Hook)

    It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
    You kicked me when I was down
    But what you say just (don't hurt me, it don't hurt me, no more)
    Bitch you get (no love)
    You show me nothing but hate
    You ran me into the ground
    But what comes around goes around
    And you don't (don't hurt me)
    You (don't hurt me no more)
    Bitch you get (no love, no love, no love, no love)
    Bitch you get (no love, no love, no love)
    And I don't need you (no more)
    Get em

    (Verse 2)

    I'm alive again
    More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
    I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin
    To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most
    Shit's finna get thick again
    They say the competition is stiff
    But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
    I ain't never giving in again
    Caution to the wind, complete freedom
    Look at these rappers, how I treat 'em
    So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em
    They call me a freak cause
    I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat 'em
    Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
    Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
    Snatch the mic from him, bitch Imma let you finish in a minute
    Yeah the rap is tight
    But I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
    So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
    Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
    And start over from scratch and write new ones
    But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
    When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
    It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
    In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
    Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
    You can see the sparks from hot metal
    Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
    I so started to rock fellow
    When I'm not even in my harshest
    You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
    'Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop
    I'm standing on my Monopoly board
    That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop
    'Til my hip don't hop anymore
    When you so good that you can't say it
    Because it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
    People just get sick cause you spit
    These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore
    And you can never break my stride
    You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow
    You'll never take my pride
    Killing the flow, slow venom any opponent
    Is getting no mercy, mark my words
    Ain't letting up, relentless
    I smell blood, I don't give a fuck, keep giving 'em hell
    Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
    You get no love

    (Hook)

    It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
    You kicked me when I was down
    But what you say, just (don't hurt me, it don't hurt me, no more)
    Bitch you get (no love)
    You show me nothing but hate
    You ran me into the ground
    But what comes around goes around
    And you don't (don't hurt me)
    You (don't hurt me no more)
    Bitch you get (no love, no love, no love, no love)
    Bitch you get (no love, no love, no love)
    And I don't need you (no more)
    Bitch you get no (love)

    Letra enviada por Diogo Souza
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