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You Don't Know The Half

 

You Don't Know The Half

(álbum: Scared 2 Love - 2023)


Oh yeah
Woah, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Oh yeah, ooh, oh yeah
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, oh
Ooh, woah
Woah (Ayy), woah, woah (Ayy), uh

Look in the mirror and I am not proud of myself
But I can't trip about it, can't do shit about it
Don't nobody come 'round me and help (Woah, woah)
Always feel shitty by my fucking self
I got too much shit weighing on my belt, I been tryna fix my flaws
Living life in front of ghettos, I don't think he get it, nigga, this shit get raw
Mad that I hit different women, now I must admit it, couple I did hit raw
I don't call these bitches bitches, but that bitch a bitch, 'cause they tryna steal my soul (Woah)
I done fought the analytics, made it out the trenches, yeah, I knocked down that wall
Made it to the top and brought my dogs, who gon' take this spot if I'm gon' fall? (Gotta get it back, gotta get it back)

You don't know the half
Woah, of imperfection
You always feel neglected
They never get the message (Woah)
But when they get down, we finna get down (Woah)
You know they finna regret it

2, no going back, mmm-mmm
Tryn' let go of the pain, mmm-yeah

I'm traumatized
Still stuck on the past, I'm still affected from these homicides
But I wasn't sad, I was that bad kid in your momma's ride
Sorry if we make your momma cry (Oh-oh-oh)
Uh, but nigga, I done lost a lot of guys (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Uh, he got a weapon, nigga, know his partner died
Uh, we let him shake that nigga down and drop his .5
Uh, can't get a break, I always gotta drop a dime
Niggas be faking, bitches telling parters lies (Okay)
I went insane, got a tat on my face when my papa died (Uh-huh, okay)
Speak on the name, we gon' be at your place, let the choppa fly

hecho

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