High & Hurt

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Kwoat

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I made a hit out of a heart break 
(K-k-k)
How much hits can your heart take
Never had shit
Now the clique look like Shark Tank
In a shark tank 
Treat a nigga like he shark bait
Said I put your heart in plastic
Why you dragged it
You know the tag
If it didn't last
Then it never happened 
(It's never happened)
Hmm ya
Ya
Ya
Come and test me for it

I thought it was decided 
That you would be the side chick
Don't give me no side eye
Or try to do no side tricks 
I can't be your Superman 
Won't even be the sidekick
You said you would mind
Well I guess you changed your mind
Had to kick you to the curb
So I guess your changed your life
You was cool for a Virgo 
I guess your changed your sign
Man
You know how these birds go
They get a change of flight
When see they see a nigga hurt
There a sudden change of hype

And they tell me that they love me but it sounds forced
(You know you bad for me)
These days
Like, why you gotta run it to the ground for
(You know you bad for me)
These days
Getting money like a mother fucking town boy
(But don't feel bad for me)
These days
But my niggas keep coming for the crown boy
(These things don't last for me)
These days
These days

I'm that nigga nigga - nigga nigga
Tell me how you figure figure - figure figure
I'm only getting bigger bigger - bigger bigger
Skin getting thicker thicker - thicker thicker
And they tell me I'm that nigga nigga - nigga nigga
Tell me how you figure figure - figure figure
I'm only getting bigger bigger - bigger bigger
Bitch getting thicker thicker - thicker thicker

When the buzz don't hit the same like it used too
(You)
Just be high and hurt
(Aye yah)
Can't trust a bitch I be in high alert
(Aye yah)
Can't trust a bitch I be on high alert
(Aye)
When the buzz don't hit the same like it used too
(You)
Just be high and hurt
(Aye yah)
Can't trust a bitch I be in high alert
(Aye yah)
Can't trust a bitch I be on high alert

Aye
Ya
Yay yay
Whoa mama
Don't know how do you expect this to go mama
Don't know how do you expect dick with no drama
Tell me how do you expect us to grow mama
And you Said I took your heart and crashed it
Now you dragged it
You know the tag
If it didn't last 
Then it NEVER happened 
(It never happened)
Hmm ya
Ya
Ya
Come and test me for it
You were so entitled of deserving a title
10 bad bitches left read on my iPhone
I can see your soul 
Even still with my eyes closed
Give a dog a bone
Better give this dog a fossil
Titties look like rap
And her booty looks like gospel 
Mouth on Jerome 
But her knees on Roscoe
Leave the boy alone 
Eat a dick, you can die slow
If you wanna test me for it

And they tell me that they love me but it sounds forced
(You know you bad for me)
These days
Like, why you gotta run it to the ground for
(You know you bad for me)
These days
Getting money like a mother fucking town boy
(But don't feel bad for me)
These days
But my niggas keep coming for the crown boy
(These things don't last for me)
These days
These days

I'm that nigga nigga - nigga nigga
Tell me how you figure figure - figure figure
I'm only getting bigger bigger - bigger bigger
Skin getting thicker thicker - thicker thicker
Cuz I'm that nigga nigga - nigga nigga
Tell me how you figure figure - figure figure
I'm only getting bigger bigger - bigger bigger
Bitch getting thicker thicker - thicker thicker

When the buzz don't hit the same like it used too
(You)
Just be high and hurt
(Aye yeah)
Can't trust a bitch I be in high alert
(Aye yeah)
Can't trust a bitch I be on high alert
(Aye)
When the buzz don't hit the same like it used too
(You)
Just be high and hurt
(Aye yeah)
Can't trust a bitch I be in high alert
(Aye yeah)
Can't trust a bitch I be on high alert

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