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Heart Auction

 

Heart Auction

(album: D.O.N - Dat One Nigga - 2017)


You didn't believe
And now you wanna believe in me
What sense you made?
What sense you made?

You didn't believe when I asked you to believe
Now you say you wanna believe in me
You didn't leave when I asked you believe
Now you call yo self leaving me
What sense you make
None at all, I ain't the one at all
What sense you make
None at all, I ain't the one at all

It don't matter though
Let that bullshit run past me, young matador
I ain't at mad at all
Yo niggas was mine wouldn't be mad at all
I mind my business and stack it all
My momma know I ain't my mom at all
Highschool I did time ain't have prom at all
At my prime but I still feel like my life is wrong
Right this wrong
All my pain help me write this
All my pain help me write this song
Right this wrong
All my pain help me write this
All my pain help me write this

You didn't believe when I asked you to believe
Now you say you wanna believe in me
You didn't leave when I asked you believe
Now you call yo self leaving me
What sense you make
None at all, I ain't the one at all
What sense you make
None at all, I ain't the one at all

Hm! what's yo reasoning?
Gotta scar over my heart from you I'm keeping it
This shit make me stronger any longer I would bleed from it
You can take my love not my drugs keep that lean in me
Chew me a percocet got my teaching heat with me
Keep that heat stick young nigga don't wanna beef with me
I can blame my problems on my habbit if I wanna
But that won't work cause I gotta habbit when I wanna
In my prime but I sill feel like my life is wrong
Right this wrong
All my pain help me write this
Feel like my life is wrong
Right this wrong
All my pain help me write this

You didn't believe when I asked you to believe
Now you say you wanna believe in me
You didn't leave when I asked you believe
Now you call yo self leaving me
What sense you make
None at all, I ain't the one at all
What sense you make
None at all, I ain't the one at all

done

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