kyle spratt - don't make me lyrics
[verse 1]
you don’t know depression, you don’t know stress
o.c.d. with cleanin’, but my life’s a f-ckin’ mess
you don’t know the meanin’ of gettin’ sh-t off your chest
i’ll just finish this line, and you can skip all the rest
cuz you’re listenin’ close
but you’re the furtherest from heearing me
misjudging my character and misinterpret me lyrically
how can you see me, if you don’t look ?
stop tryin’ to read me, i’m a closed book
you say you’re not afraid but
you don’t know sh-t like you used to know
now this fame has got you hooked
yeah
but even to a thug, the most addictive drug is love
cuz n-body give’s i, so when you do get a hug, you start likin’ it
you’ve been ignored for so long
now it’s like my life has a meanin’
this is why i always love my girls way too much
get way too close, end up breakin’ us up !
same with my boys, and all who the closest
i’m beginning to think i’m just good in small doses
[chorus]
i ain’t a thug, i don’t carry a nine
but what you know about your dad gettin’ buried at 9 ?
who’s more dangerous ?
a gangster who ain’t scared to be kind
or a depressed white boy who doesn’t care if he dies ?
[verse 2]
here’s the deal, i’m keppin’ it real
you’re keppin’ it fake, lyin’ sayin’ you you got a deal
these are my dreams, i’m tryin’ to get past
half these wack rappers just tryin’ to get -ss
really ?
what kind of girl you gonna attract
if she like’s you cuz you rap, or, we can look back
actually, for once, let’s not do that
let’s not be eminem and let’s not relapse
let’s just relax, yeah, till he discovers me
i’ll probably be firstin line buyin’ recovery
’cause really deep down i’m a big f-ckin’ nerd
poppin’ perks, playin’ call of duty
f-ck what you heard !
sick of actin’, certain way tryin’ to adapt to environments, being forced on me cuz i rap
i ain’t a thug but i ain’t no f-ckin’ b-tch !
you’re now the only ones allowed to get this !
pull out your gun, i’ll show you my slit wrists
and say ”f-ckin’ shoot me, don’t miss !”
[chorus]
i ain’t a thug, i don’t carry a nine
but what you know about your dad gettin’ buried at 9 ?
who’s more dangerous ?
a gangster who ain’t scared to be kind
or a depressed white boy who doesn’t care if he dies ?
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