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mizzle mac - p.e. lyrics

(huh! ugh!)
[n+gga you hurt me bad..]
(mac!)
[cuzzo, you hurt me bad
n+gga you hurt me bad]
(yeaaaah)

my cousin think it’s all a joke, cut off — you hurt me bad
i chose the road that’s been less traveled i know it hurt my dad
smoke out my feelings when i’m rattled i gotta toke i’m sad
thought he was real but buddy tattled we haven’t spoke since that

had to accept that til i win they’ll never truly see me
i had this feeling since a jit was looking through the tv
he tried to do me like i ain’t sh+t because he wanna be me
his pants on fire, i’ll gettem zipped before i drench his wee wee

really a lover hate i get mad and want a n+gga head
he undercover he like me bad when i’m in n+gga threads
she drive me crazy, she think we locked but i got bigger plans
talking ‘bout babies get you blocked wait ‘til these figures land

play with my dreams ‘cause they don’t see it — act like it’s not that serious
i just told you about my win you said, “take me to paris.”

it took a lot to let you go ‘cause i still want you here
can’t have my cake and eat it too guess now you’ve made that clear
yeah it’s the trick in me keep loving on the wrong girl
you know she toxic, type to tweet she from the wrong world

they know you crazy up on mars i sent a letter, baby
we both from venus, don’t n0body know you better crazy

i feel it’s wack that you be seen then up and go
if it ain’t fact that you want me just let me grow
i ain’t for putting up a fuss that’s how it go
if it turns out the love was l+st just let me know

let me know girl

‘cause i can go, i can go and i can take it
‘cause we both know how this can go if we don’t make it
don’t keep it low, don’t keep it low, baby don’t fake it
i gotta grow, i gotta flow, i gotta take it

[abillidames]

every time they try to hurt me i get another bag
put that belt on n+ggas ass like i’m n+ggas dad
mama told me change my ways before this sh+t get bad
i ain’t worried about these n+ggas not even a tad
trynna play that snake sh+t, i’m kyrie cutting through grass
i ain’t playin’ madden b+tch you know i’m super savage!
house on the hill, b+tch you know i’m living lavish
look inside the bag, b+tch it look like cut up cabbage
got that thang on me p+ssy! go ‘head try to grab it!
n+ggas mad ‘cause i make money at the house relaxing
if i love you and they play with you.. you know i’m crashing
if it was beef and it was soft i ain’t the one who hashed it
i was made like this shoutout to my daddy!
poppin’ sh+t for a lil minute, b+tch i’m known for spazzin’
you say you need it and i got it, b+tch you know i’m taxing
you thought you had my loyalty, aye b+tch you never had it!
(never had it)

- mizzle mac lyrics

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