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kudo laretta - 4 my angelz lyrics

[chorus]
2l hide my pain
all of these games, i ain’t playing
you don’t even care ’bout sh+t when you paid
however i feel i’ma still get faded
still pouring out two cups for my angels
talking to god, i don’t listen to satan
noddin my head, i ain’t hear what she saying

[verse]
these youngins is fake it’s a shame
i’m really #alllove, these boys all hate
b+tch tryna call my phone like “where you been?”, check a hoe, stop acting like bae
best believe i’ma make my money and legacy, i’m working on greatnеss
big heart, showing #alllove with a knife all in my back, f+ck hurting, i’m paid
how you gon’ tеll me how to walk, when you don’t even know what shoes i fill
when it come to internet i don’ talk ’bout youngins, but f+ck it, if that crown fits
i wish some of my people still where here with me
i still feel your energy
and i swear, if you ain’t breathing i promise i cherish those memories
text my phone like “that sh+t felt like love”, sh+t felt like s+x to me
got to be cautious around each one of these hoes, you might be the end of me
watch my back, got a third eye always stay open, old friends new enemies
mama won’t lose me, i’m good everywhere i go, told brodie you safe with me
i told him, we see him, on sight him
boy don’t choke when it’s smoke in the air
still can’t believe how me and lil d end off when i knew bro like 7 years
all work, all gas, no breaks, no days off, to live this life its no rest
late night praying that all this sh+t pays off, i thank the highest i’m blessed
i’ma get rich and get high like i’m ‘posed to
can’t believe that i’m ’bout to buy mama a crib, all from recording my vocals
i don’t know why people tryna tell me how to live, its clear that i’m good on my solo
wanna know what i’ve been making, not how i’ve been, i’m really too high up like ozone
i don’t wan’ talk about none i’m too focused
[chorus]
2l hide my pain
all of these games, i ain’t playing
you don’t even care ’bout sh+t when you paid
however i feel i’ma still get faded
still pouring out two cups for my angels
talking to god, i don’t listen to satan
noddin my head, i ain’t hear what she saying

- kudo laretta lyrics

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