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malakeezy - burn it all. lyrics

(hey malakeezy)
(how you doing?)
i’m tryna fall in love with a b+tch
but she tryna get high off of drugs
i’m tryna talk to the b+tch right now
but the b+tch can’t even hear
the b+tch can’t even hear none
i brought a gun to my show, it’s a plus one
i wish that you were my plus one
the b+tch can’t even hear
she don’t even wanna talk to me, shut up!
i get no sleep, i’ll be up to the sun up
yeah in the back of this b+tch with my brothers
she tryna f+ck, im tryna love her
i’m tryna love on that b+tch, huh
the b+tch tryna love on some other
she’s tryna love on that broke+ass boy
that be actin’ and sh+t, call that boy, danny glover
i do this sh+t for my mother
i do this sh+t for my dad and my motherf+ckin’ brothers
don’t do this sh+t for no other
i’m in the back off of molly seein’ different colors
she’s tryna f+ck with out rubber
i’m tryna see what she on, catch a vibe in the summer
i made it out of the gutter
now i keep stick on me like i’m a motherf+ckin’ drummer
girl, i know it’s all my fault i tried to save you
girl, i’m drowning in this pain and i blame you
head lost
you get in my head, you want my head gone
gotta remain headstrong
get lost you just want me dead, you know you dead wrong
girl you know you dead wrong
you steal my swag you a biter
don’t f+ck with b+tches i don’t f+ck with
no, i do not f+ck with liar’s
i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m just trying to get higher
i’m trying to see the whole world on fire
i’m in this b+tch looking for a d+mn lighter to burn it all
burn it all, burn it all, burn it all
opps lookin’ for me, but i’m not worried at all
she yelling at me, i heard it all
she in the back yelling at me, and i’m like
she yelling at me, i’m quiet as f+ck
in the back of the rolls royce truck
i just been f+cking sh+t up
i just been f+cking sh+t up
in the back of the cut
i don’t even hear you, bro, i don’t even hear you, bro
i don’t even hear you
told the b+tch, shut up, told that b+tch, shut the f+ck up
you talk way too d+mn much
told the opps run up!
told the opps run up on me they be talking too much
but they just be saying sh+t, they ain’t on none
spin through they blovk, that sh+t got spunt
i’m tryna love on that b+tch, she wanna f+ck
stay smokin weed b+tch i smell like a skunk!
i do this sh+t for my mother
i do this sh+t for my dad and my motherf+ckin’ brothers
don’t do this sh+t for no other
i’m in the back off of molly seein’ different colors
she’s tryna f+ck with out rubber
i’m tryna see what she on, catch a vibe in the summer
i made it out of the gutter
now i keep stick on me like i’m a motherf+ckin’ drummer

- malakeezy lyrics

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