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etch - wya? lyrics

wya? lyrics
where the f+ck you at?
said you got me had my back
b+tch you folded straight collapsed
b+tch you cap, the f+ck is that?

i never worried ’bout the bag
i tried my best to never brag
but you keep hyping up your trash about securing all these stacks

cop a whole d+mn crib for the crew
nah i really gotta find my way what’s new?
y’all been yappin’ about the boy
but can’t even make the f+cking news
y’all would used to call me f+ggot
now i’m setting up your noose, aye f+ck the truce
no more pulling my punches like peter parker
i get it going just like a starter
i could add a diss but i shouldn’t bother
i could find a beat but i’m making mine harder

i had an ex b+tch and forgot her for hotter
i’m writing some lyrics that get hard to follow
you writing some lyrics ’bout money it’s hollow
a small chance to make it a tough pill to swallow

so why give your trust if they change every season?
why get involved with a dirty ass demon?
why trust a b+tch can you give me reason?
turn off my phone and i turn up the speakers

i really want to but i can’t believe you
did it before and i ended up bleeding
switch on me quick and i’ll go get the heater
i ain’t even playing but she calling me a cheater

i said wait to talk your sh+t
you ain’t even make a brick
but that seems to make a hit so imma run my f+cking lips

i said that i’ve been real aware, seen that temperature dropping
i got deep ass pockets, got all seven speakers knocking
new pair of shoes i had to cop them
why are they tweaking, acting all rotten?
why am i geekin’, why am i frontin’?
look at my b+tch then i look at my options, yuh
really i’m satisfied no need to swap ’em
not like the ex with a mountain of problems
i got some enemies i need to maul ’em
stuck in a phase i’m unsure of its quantum

i put my hurt inside a he+rs+
i put my pain inside a verse
said when you switched up on the gang
we lost some ground when you reversed
you popping percs and left us in the dirt
and i don’t know what’s worse
the trust that we bestowed up in you or the blood up on my shirt

make it work, gotta make it work
pull me out the dirt b+tch know your worth
you ain’t know for cert’, seems you never learnt
loose ends been burnt

you ain’t coming back
assert, were the damage at
exert the hand to cut the slack
and wrap it up like end of track

hey hey, would you believe it
vacay, high like the ceilings
mayday, eject the feelings
blank face, to what i’m hearing
no chase, tryna get out of it
blank sp+ce, not sending messages
heart race, when i think about it
payday, focused on my profit

where the f+ck you at?
said you got me had my back
b+tch you folded straight collapsed
b+tch you cap, the f+ck is that?

i never worried ’bout the bag
i tried my best to never brag
but you keep hyping up your trash about securing all these stacks

so why give your trust if they change every season?
why get involved with a dirty ass demon?
why trust a b+tch can you give me reason?
turn off my phone and i turn up the speakers

i really want to but i can’t believe you
did, it before and i ended up bleeding
switch on me quick and i’ll go get the heater
i ain’t even playing but she calling me a cheater

where the f+ck you at?
said you got me had my back
b+tch you folded straight collapsed
b+tch you cap, the f+ck is that?

i never worried ’bout the bag
i tried my best to never brag
but you keep hyping up your trash about securing all these stacks
you finna

- etch lyrics

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