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kinta - f$$ lyrics

(ok)
[hook]
f-ck these n-gg-s (ayy)
f-ck these hoes (ayy)
f-ck what y’all thinking i ain’t drinking with a hoe (i ain’t)
xans got them tripping but i ain’t taking those (i’m not)
you smoke and drink to feel better now you tweaking bro
they say they finna get me but really who knows
better k!ll me before i k!ll all these flows
these kids think they get it but they feelings get disposed (yah)
and life’s a tough b-tch but i already proposed
[verse 1]
ok and f-ck what ya talking you don’t know me like that (you don’t)
tryna hit my phone you ain’t getting a call back (h-ll nah)
f-ck phone calls don’t call my phone b-tch
cause y’all acting like hoes the way you all wanna switch
they all fake friends i already seen it like it’s regal (i did)
but when i’m bringing rhymes they saying my sh-t is lethal (it is though)
but how about them old times when all my songs were see through
and it was all about how i didn’t want to see you
i don’t go back and forth i’m always the bad guy
when i’m mad guy and sad guy on a natural high (ayy)
i’m just staying in my lane to maintain being so fly
i been trying to pave the way for my people when i die (i am)
but they don’t give a f-ck so they just fake cry
oh sorry if that hurt am i cutting too deep
cause i was all by myself when i used to weep
spending all my nights thinking i didn’t know about sleep
but i get hysterical when i’m lyrical let it rain all on the sheep (ok)
i’m talking lead showers for long hours i ain’t got time to go creep (ok)
when i get writing you best get to hiding cause you know it’s finna be a sweep
and it ain’t even that deep it all depends on how deep you wanna swim
unless you tryna figure out the big picture on why i’m acting so grim
i can’t show love anymore cause my patience got cut slim (it did)
and they turn my words into a blow out so i gotta get another trim
and these n-gg-s still acting out but it don’t matter i don’t know him
[verse 2]
f-ck all these problems but maybe it’s just me
i done gave so much they called me the giving tree (yah)
giving up on myself i already gave it my all
top tier top shelf type bars on call
go f-ck your self your bars don’t ball
my bars are like mj but a little more tall
and i use them just to talk sh-t about y’all
ktd dropped 32 to make these b-tches fall (ayy)
but f-ck all that talking people never bout action (they ain’t)
i don’t argue with these people i’ll wipe out they f-cking faction
they all say i’m evil but they ain’t even seen a fraction (they haven’t)
and they feelings getting feeble so they all get an extraction
and it’s f-ck these n-gg-s(f-ck em), f-ck these hoes
i’ll say it till it i’m dead while getting bread stupid hoe (ayy)
listen to you cry? b-tch i’d rather snort blow (yah)
keep my head up high while you n-gg-s hang low (ok)
bringing lead high tide i’ll make all you b-tches go (i will)
is this not enough emotion or are you just f-cking slow
i’ll keep talking till i’m buried better plot faster bro
and you say i’m f-cked up but i already know

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