young bagin$ - mournsby lyrics
[chorus]
uh, they ain’t think i can rap, b+tch watch me wrap
this noose round my neck (noose, noose round my neck)
uh, its getting hard to know your son when you left him in a slum
lil ass begging for sums
uh, while i was out here getting me sum
f+cking bad b+tches like they built like lizzo or some (yeah)
streets gettin’ colder than mama raised a lil soldier (uh, uh)
its getting hard to tell the reals from the fakes (young bagin$)
cause all these b+tches be snakes
me and my n+ggas out here, griding slidin’ riding
uh, they thought i was mеntally challenged when i was growing up causе i could not keep up
uh, droppin’ the hardest ep you ever heard in awhile
uh, it’s getting hard to know your son when you left him in a slum (uh)
[outro]
you ain’t never felt the betrayal (you ain’t never felt the betrayal)
you ain’t never felt the betrayal
you ain’t never felt the betrayal
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