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tru eden - love me lyrics

[v1]
a lotta sh-t on my mental
stressing maybe i got issues
you live the trap life you move the pack right but this rap life what i’m into
kicking flows like a sensu
sansei on my jensu
and the one i love can’t love me so this microphone who i vent to
me myself and this pencil r.i.p papi we miss you
i remember when you said it was good here
thinking back thought that be a good year
now i’m moving packs thinkin bout gettin strapped cuz n-ggas wanna act like it’s the hood here
bang! i just stood there my whole world dropped and i stood there
pick a card, pray you never pick a heart
when you playin in a game full of sharks paranoid n-gga prolly think he was a nark
grown man this ting right now
loud pack yeah we blow that loud
i’m bout that you should know by now
work a 9 to 5 tryna hold that down
and why the f-ck i feel like the whole world on my shoulders
everyday i’m gettin older i’m 19 n-gga y’all ain’t even know it
called it a pipe dream now they wanna be the homie
sh-t i learned life’s a b-tch sometimes
still need a ho to suck my d-ck sometimes
hustle make a n-gga feel rich sometimes
broke man ain’t sh-t sometimes
money come with a risk sometimes
what you doin ain’t it sometimes
and i got em like “d-mn tru”
where that n-gga learn to spit those rhymes?

how that n-gga learn to get so fly
man that n-gga on his sh-t no lie
why that n-gga on his sh-t no lie
so maybe you love me love me love me x4

[v2]
i see you makin love to the mirror
i’m worried bout her curves shes so worried bout her n-gga wish i could be with her
maybe i should write a song bout you put you in my verse maybe put you in my verse
cuz its mrs camera phone instagram that pic like is that camera on ?
coming to the shows to see me rap a song
well i promise, girl this is that prom sh-t that bomb sh-t
see me ride wit the n-ggas i mob with, getting money off of crime
every hustler got a hustle get that money on time
do it’s like it’s nothing what’s a devil to a god
steeping up another level on the rise got that money on my mind
ima soldier wear my pride, work a 9-5 hustle on the side
rap feeling like a job, on the clock all the time
sittin in cl-ss takin notes writing rhymes
this yo shot better make it pop like you got a bomb
(so maybe you love me love me love me x4)

- tru eden lyrics

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