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jazz cartier - • opera lyrics

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all this money and my feelings still don’t get hurt
i’m a lifeguard among all you wave riders
i like being the bad guy
if that’s what it is, then so be it

you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale
you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale

you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale
i sleep on my bands, i sleep on my bands in case i might need them for bail
i’m not one for saying goodbyes, cuz you know i’m gon’ see you in h-ll
i am that n-gg- that never need n-body, i don’t need n-body’s help
n-gg-s can pop on they own, they know i can get it myself
i am that man of the match, i am the one with the belt
they know when i step in the building
but this ain’t no saved by the bell
my b-tch on a diet, my b-tch on a diet
now i’m eating kimchi and kale
smoking my loud in my room and i don’t wanna cover the smell
they pray that i give them a brake, they know that i’m giving them h-ll
they pray that i give them a brake but they know that i’m giving them h-ll

you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale
you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale

you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale
n-gg-s put pennies in wells but they never wishin’ you well
and n-gg-s ain’t never in church but somehow they pray that you fail
n-gg-s ain’t poppin’ like cuzzi, your name isn’t ringing no bells
n-gg-s ain’t b-mpin’ like cuzzi, man they wouldn’t feel you in braille
if i make a milli, then lantz got a milli
you know that i’m sharing the wealth
i heard i’m a snake in the gr-ss, i only look out for myself
it’s 2001 and i sent you a letter, beware if you open the mail
you know i’m a mac, i still f-ck with a chick like adele
if only you knew what i knew, man i feel like i’m patti labelle
how you gon’ get mad at beyoncé
don’t you know i can make you mich-lle

you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale
you tellin’ too many tales, too many tales
that sh-t is getting so old
your story is getting so stale



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