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Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk

 

Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk

(album: HARAM! - 2021)


Simple answers, bring no worry
Me laying low, wit' you near me
Stuck in between, you and my dreams
Faded from us, I'm deep in the sings, say woah, oh, oh
Said I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh)
Said I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
I'm into feeling yours

I'ma sicko in this rap shit
On road, I'm active
GoldLink so rare, boy, they treat that nigga like a bad bitch
Riding 'round wit' that stick hid when I lift shit, leave the top bit
Then I analog with my left hand, hit the C-stick then I hit stick
Come up off that green, bitch
I don't wanna make no scene
Roll with them Southwest wild niggas looking like a team
Red bindi on your forehead, that shit looking like a beam
Free my nigga Big Solo, free Nahom, that's the team, that's on me

Simple answers, bring no worry
Me laying low, wit' you near me
Stuck in between, you and my dreams
Faded from us, I'm deep in the sings, say woah, oh, oh
Said I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh)
Said I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
I'm into feeling your

Yesterday was just really a trial run
So today it gon' get real serious
She was like, "Oh my God, you must be real curious"
I was like, "Yeah, yeah, I must be real furious"
Frustrated 'cause you been playing, playing with that pussy
She was like, "Oh my God, girl, are you with me?"
Brighten my eyes before he took it now
Ain't no surprise when he come come around
Knock, knock

Ghetto church music for my yutes
My partner growing up said, "When you flash it, better shoot"
My shooter always told me, "Don't you worry 'bout the truth'
The truth is the music business fucked up since "Crew"
I went from not having it all to having it all in a day
Then I got everything, then my soul started fading away
Nigga so famous, my whole city start feeling a way
Nigga so famous, that when he post the world feeling a way
Remember Soulection me? Remember 2014?
Remember them double XL niggas who hotter than me?
Now the hood love me, the Blackest women, they riot for me
Grammy's on Grammy's, Grammy's on Grammy's like niggas OD'd
Nigga please

Simple answers, bring no worry
Me laying low, wit' you near me
Stuck in between, you and my dreams
Faded from us, I'm deep in the sings, say woah, oh, oh
Said I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh)
Said I'm into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
I'm into feeling your (I'm)

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