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Pi'erre Bourne

Sensitivity

 

Sensitivity

(album: The Life Of Pi'erre 3 - 2016)


She was absurd
Rolling this [?]
Calming her nerves
Keep coming in third
Why I keep on coming in third?
This ain't this shit I deserve
I'mma just work
I be gunning every year

Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive

They forgot all about me
Like this shit was geometry
Life ain't got shit to do with shapes
But all my pockets oughta be
Niggas living fiction, horror stories
Like they JK Rowling written
Yeah I'm MJ, I'm Jordan nigga
Steph Curry, score percentage
Yeah I'm always going in and it's cool
Came out like a fool, cause I was really ouching
Sleeping on so many couches, in the backseats
She was harder than a New York nigga calling taxi
Yeah I grew up with the New York minute and that's why I move so rapid
Yeah I'm friends with [?] oh no no no, no no, no casket
Yeah I love my daddy so I know I'm not no bastard
I just roll some more cactus
All this green for the pain
All this green I gotta gain
Talking washing machines, yuh
Saint Louis bitch stay right there
She said she really wanna hit it right there
Tell my Saint Louis bitch stay right there
She said she really wanna hit it right there
Lightwork
It's lightwork
Got this money on my mind I don't like her, yeah
Got this money on my mind I don't like her
I ain't tripping bout' y'all, ooh
Gotta get money my dawg, ooh
Gotta get money my dawg, ooh
Gotta get money my dawg, ooh
Money the root of all evil, ooh
But I'm good wit my people, ooh
Money the root of all evil, ooh
But I'm good wit my...
I ain't tripping bout' y'all, ooh
Gotta get money my dawg, ooh
Gotta get money my dawg, ooh
Gotta get money my dawg, ooh
Money the root of all evil, ooh
But I'm good wit my people, ooh
Money the root of all evil, ooh
Don't get so damn sensitive!

Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
Why these niggas so sensitive?
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive
All these niggas so sensitive

done

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