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The Irony

 

The Irony

(album: The $100 Mixtape - 2021)


Beats by Choc

Isn't it ironic?
No one showing up for me
But I'm always the one they seem to call
When they down bad and need it
Isn't it ironic?
No one showing up for me
But I'm always the one they seem to call
When they down bad and need it

Motherfuckers got it twisted, inconsistent
What I do now, keep my distance
What they feel for me, resistance
Never changing my ways, I'm persistent
I do the most and get the least, consistently
Y'all must've missed the beat
The way that motherfuckers act a mystery
To me, now they history
And once I make that decision, I never backtrack
You took advantage of my kindness, my heart is matte black
Changing my ways
You give someone an umbrella for rainy days
They pull it out during sun just to get shade
With yourself is the only one you finna play, I fade away
Never had a helping hand, I made a way
So when you see me on top, please stay away

Isn't it ironic?
No one showing up for me
But I'm always the one they seem to call
When they down bad and need it
Isn't it ironic?
No one showing up for me
But I'm always the one they seem to call
When they down bad and need it

They put a chip on my shoulder the size of boulders
Got me getting more secluded, I'm growing colder
Every year I get wiser, I'm growing older
How I cut ya out the circle 'fore ya fuck me over
I do the most and get the least, consistently
You motherfuckers too selfish
I wipe the sand from my eyes on the way to the beach
I let ya drown 'cause you're helpless
I just did what I had to
I keep it one hunnid, you speaking in half truths
Can't keep that energy around me
I guess to you that was bad news
I cut my own blood off if they cross me
'Cause looking out for people who don't look out for you get exhausting
So knowing that, you better proceed with caution (Skraight up)
'Cause I'll do ya like ya did me
And when I come back around in the Bentley
Don't try to hop up inside 'cause bitch, please

Isn't it ironic?
No one showing up for me
But I'm always the one they seem to call
When they down bad and need it
Isn't it ironic?
No one showing up for me
But I'm always the one they seem to call
When they down bad and need it

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