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teecee4800 - skit 1 (realness over millions) lyrics

[verse 1:]
miss me wished me well i’m done now
won’t be coming back again
i let you run wild smile for the camera
pose for the rap shot this will be the last tape
i’m about to cash out fun while it lasted
maybe in a next life i can be a girlfriend
cause i don’t need an ex wife
they tellin’ me that beauty is only skin deep
inside empty, p-ssed off simply cause i will not apologize
for nothing about it being wrong
b-tch you can chose me, you will gonna win some
and lose some that’s just a couple things
find if it works if it don’t that’s another way
sold to the highest bidder, my n-gg-
ho had a nerve to tell a mama i hit her
never had to, that is not true there i got new that is not you

[chorus:]
let us fly to the heart
i’m so lost so lonely
where she going where she going
it feels like i’m in pain
i’m lonely i’m lonely

[verse 2 :]
i don’t wanna play the plain game
nah, that is not me i can pack my own bags
know you’re tryna stop me i got my mind made
spade is a spade, ma you took what we had
and made it bad, what is spade now
relationship is gone ain’t no hart here
just ice box where it was if it’s not clear
let me make it for you we’re over find another
ain’t no use in trying to reason with this stupid motherf-cker
i never should have trust this it was dirty from the jumpstreet
you wanted the rapstar you ain’t really want we
settle for anybody you thought i was broke ha
b-tch i’m gettin plenty money that sh-t was really funny
you keep getting me the clean account
then i roll that benz out you at your friend’s house
holdin’ up with some dude with pictures on your instagram
smiling with it f-ck you

[chorus]

[verse 3:]
ah, yes, a new me i hope you found new you
and got your sh-t together i ain’t mad, baby do you
there’s plenty other dudes to fall in l-st with
for holidays, or any other days
that you put your trust in you are must win
losing ain’t an option you don’t wanna work
you want the finer things stop this
you ain’t no better than the next b-tch begging
can’t pour p-ss out of them boots you put your legs in
and even wanna fairytale wedding
like a n-gg- won’t wife you and i don’t even like you
with love gone, how am i gonna write a love song
i’m wishing you the best but he f-cked you with a glove on
now girl gone, nice of you to stop by
b-tch if she accused me of sleeping
but is my wife now let me be nice now
easy introduction misses jordan
he’s just stupid b-tch that i was f-cking

[chorus]

- teecee4800 lyrics

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