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ilyalive - hostility lyrics

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and your new man wanna be just like me
he a fake, he a clone
tryna’ dress like me on god
stuffing up with these knots
ain’t enough till my net+worth at the top

money up, now my ex b+tch wanna talk
sipping foreign fanta with that red drop
yeah i’m popping these pills, never gon’ stop
feel like i’m chasing a thrill more than i’m not

she think that i sip too much
i been getting real, real f+cked up
i poured a six up in this cup

i+i+i point my bl!ck now he dead
she don’t love me she just wanna spend
all my d+mn cash, all my bread
you never f+cking listened to what i said

hostility is all i feel
need to get number so i’ma pop me a f+cking pill
wish you weren’t in my life for real
wish i didn’t have to see your face

and your new man wanna be just like me
he a fake, he a clone
tryna’ dress like me on god
stuffing up with these knots
ain’t enough till my net+worth at the top

- ilyalive lyrics

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