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b.a. 415 - just barz iii lyrics

(intro)
head shot bah!/
i somehow survived/
i swear it’s gotta’ be a reason god kept me alive/
it’s mainey baby/
you maybe shady/
& i ain’t gon’ lie you made me crazy/
you played me daily/
you say you hate me/
but i know you love me/
you’re so unlucky/
‘cuz deep down, you hate to see me do well/
shot me once, so now i keep a few sh-lls/

(verse 1)
‘cuz you don’ caught me slippin’/
it’s on sight, but i will not be trippin’/
you was messin’ with the future of rap, ms. scottie pippen/
i said ms. scottie pippen, messin’ with the future of rap/
look, without you i be feelin’ weak, that’s 7 days/
monday to sunday with you bae, i’m at heavens gates/
‘cuz you’re so angelic/
got me using this flow that’s so poetic/
see i don’ gave you my heart/
but you went & tore it apart/
showin’ my scars/
that’s why i’ve been goin’ so hard
feel like i gotta’ prove something through my flow & my bars/
feel like i gotta’ prove something/
said, i ain’t gon’ lie it kinda’ sucks/
when you try & get in touch/
i hit you back like i care but really i don’t give a…/
& i know you try to act like you ain’t notice me/
you think i’m “feenin'” for you to “come & talk to me” like jodeci/

(hook)
now i ain’t talking careless about you/
but i could really care less about you/
now i ain’t talking careless about you/
but i could really care less about you/

(verse 2)
now you’re crying, this time i’m your tears, not your tissue/
& i never ever meant to diss you/
remember, it was never an issue to dismiss you/
september, the month i forget you & not miss you/
see, look, if you give her a reason to/
not believe in you/
then what’s gon’ stop her from leaving you/
you took for granted everything she sees in you/
& vice-versa/
love might hurt ya’/
gifted days, night curses/
to find my way, i write verses/
i d-mn near wrote my own bible/
load my own rifle/
self growth dawg’, i became my own idol/
self growth dawg’, i became my own idol/
so now i look up to myself/
‘cuz of you, i gotta’ keep the glock stuck to my belt/
was you in love with me, or was you just in love with the wealth/
girl excuse my honestness/
girl you almost made me lose my consciousness/
but it was you, that blacked out/
pulled that mac out/
no make up/
that shot, split my top in half, that’s how you break up/
said, d-mn, that’s how you break up/
i was in that coma you thought i wouldn’t wake up/
bah!/

(hook)
now i ain’t talking careless about you/
but i could really care less about you/
said i ain’t talking careless about you/
but i could really care less about you/

- b a 415 lyrics

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