Mr. Misery

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If these hoes drippin', I ain't trippin' by my pimpin', there's only three things I care
about
Heartbreaking, papermaking, and ass shake
Pimp out

Hey, all these bitches, they gon' leave me, tear me apart
Gonna leave me in the dark, out of fuckin' park
Sittin' there with a strap in my lap
Contemplating, should I really be here, or should I rap about this shit

All this shit in my brain, all these hoes, they wanna take all my pain away, but at the
same time, the only thing they get is their gain
From my bag, from my money, from my cheddar, from my cash
They don't want me for my heart, they only want me for my money

They don't want me for my heart, they wanna tear that shit apart
They really wanna make me die, they really wanna make me cry
All these bitches, they will look at me, and they'll fuckin' lie
Man, it's sad, man, it's gettin' real bad

All these hoes lookin' at me, and I'm gettin' real mad
At these bitches, why they gotta look at me a type of way
Like they wanna f*ck all day, but then they leave the next day, ayy
What's with these hoes, and tellin' lies

All this shit in my brain, all these hoes, they wanna take all my pain away, but at the
same time, the only thing they get is their gain
From my bag, from my money, from my cheddar, from my cash
They don't want me for my heart, they only want me for my money

All these bitches, they will look at me, and they'll fuckin' lie
Man, it's sad, man, it's gettin' real bad
All these hoes lookin' at me, and I'm gettin' real mad
At these bitches, why they gotta look at me a type of way

Like they wanna f*ck all day, but then they leave the next day, ayy
What's with these hoes, and tellin' lies
What's with these hoes, and they tellin' lies
Now I'm lookin' to the motherfuckin' sky, realizin' that I might really fuckin' die

And she got me feelin' a type of way
All this shit in my brain, all this shit in my mind
They wanna take all my pain away, but at the same time, the only thing they get is their
gain

I ain't talkin' bout goin' gay
Naw, I'm talkin' bout takin' my own life, cuz I can't do nothin'
Or find a motherfuckin' wife in my life, cuz it's all I fuckin' want
It's a motherfuckin' life

All these bitches, they will look at me, and they'll fuckin' lie
Man, it's sad, man, it's gettin' real bad
All these bitches, they will look at me, and I'm gettin' real mad
At these bitches, why they gotta look at me a type of way

Like they wanna f*ck all day, but then they leave the next day, ayy
What's with these hoes, and tellin' lies
What's with these hoes, and they tellin' lies
Now I'm lookin' to the motherfuckin' sky, realizin' that I might really fuckin' die

And she got me feelin' a type of way
Naw, I ain't talkin' bout goin' gay
Naw, I'm talkin' bout takin' my own life, cuz I can't do nothin'
Or find a motherfuckin' wife in my life, cuz it's all I fuckin' want

It's a motherfuckin' life
All these bitches, they will look at me, and they'll fuckin' lie
Man, it's sad, man, it's gettin' real bad
All these bitches, they will look at me, and I'm gettin' real mad

At these bitches, why they gotta look at me a type of way
Like they wanna f*ck all day, but then they leave the next day, ayy
What's with these hoes, and tellin' lies
What's with these hoes, and they tellin' lies

I can't do nothin', or find a motherfuckin' wife in my life, cuz it's all I fuckin' want
It's some love to be cherished, and that shit is so hard to fuckin' find
Now I'm sittin' here, smokin' on some weed, and I'm sippin' on some wine
I wish I had some Hennessy and none, but that's fine

Now I got tears in my eyes, man, it's sad
Oh, man, it's bad
I wish I had a dad to talk to about this
But when I was a kid, the only thing he'd do was fuckin' diss at me

He would scream at me
That motherfuckin' ass
That motherfuckin' ass
That motherfuckin' ass

That motherfuckin' ass
That motherfuckin' ass
That motherfuckin' ass
I wish I had some Hennessy and none, but that's fine

Now I got tears in my eyes, man, it's sad
Oh, man, it's bad
I wish I had a dad to talk to about this
But when I was a kid, the only thing he'd do was fuckin' diss at me

He would scream at me
That motherfuckin' ended up raisin' his fist at me
I don't know what to do
I ain't gon' know when to talk to

It's just me and a motherfuckin' strapped to
Sixteen bullets all loaded and cocked
Should I put this shit on fuckin' lock and take my life
I wish I had some Hennessy and none, but that's fine

Now I got tears in my eyes, man, it's sad
Oh, man, it's bad
I wish I had a dad to talk to about this
But when I was a kid, the only thing he'd do is fuckin' diss at me

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