Lyrics:
get 'em chopped on a Friday, but this ain't the thirteenth
So tell me who want beef with me
Dramas, I'm dealing with drama
Keep a eye out for
name is her back tat
Wondering where i am
Wondering who i killed
Wondering who i trust
I'm so fucking privileged
Dealing with these mental thoughts
Am i
niggas who never put in the practice from word of mouth
I wish that I could pick my pressures
Like dealing with the kind of being next up
Over every
Searching for a way to make my words make sense
But instead I fake out and I make paychecks
The next step is dealing with the stares
The mirrors look back in
to the Earth but ties are what I sever
If I decide to die tonight then I'll be gone forever
If Imma do it then I gotta do it right
'Cause I'm dealing with these
you feelings
I swear No more wheeling and dealing
Im far from perfect and willing
To do what it takes
Just to win your heart babe
So special and i
the neck and squeeze
I'm choked up
I wrote up
A list of all these things I'm feeling
List of all the things I'm dealing with
This, is something that I can't
can't catch me slippin
Pussy so wet in the deep bitch I'm dipping
Pussy ass niggas I don't want no dealings
Just close the door when you see that
Over at the crib I'm stacking up
Up to the ceiling
Everybody ask me where I get it
I ain't even dealing
I know that you wish that you were me
But you
Feeling all alone at times just when I face the crowd
Dealing with these thoughts that cross my mind and take me down
I wanna make them proud maybe I
gotta tell em all that
I'm sinking fast like a crack baptism when I'm sad
Hard to follow like a bad nav system in your dash
Dealing with you, I oughta be
expectations
Whether it’s greatness or since I’m young, to be complacent
They see stability, I see a barrier
I’m tryna bury her
Fuck the feelings and dealings
were killer
French shorty in the villa
She crack the Chardonnay
Ma apres la vie
Got to balance how you're feeling, many dealings
had to sift through so
insane
Makes my brain fade a little each time
My mind’s tired, but how is yours alright?
I’ve been dealing with a lot
But it could be worth my while
Take
cause i feel it within
STOP
You better Listen to me
Stuck in my head but im gonna break free
Dealing with stuff yeah it's tryna kill me
Tryna become all
getting greater
Do me a favor smile a little bit
Pulled out the phone and I snapped up a little pic
Then I asked how's ya work and how you dealing with
ohh
Kiss of death
One taste you might regret it
Smooth sailing
Me, u and those feelings
Fiend for your dope dealings 'way you run through the town, i'm
If you think you are in control
And you don't need anyone
You don't know who you're dealing with
For God is equal to none
Don't live your life
for this to happen, so we can't rest
Whenever the world don't ever wanna see me blessed
They always wanna see yo son just be so stressed
Dealing with
hit so then I bought new nikes
Couldn't take it
My ego wasn't dealing with the shame that I felt when you just shut me out
Anyhow
I want a new life
I've been dealing with and Exposing myself like I am um
I've been pushing these emotions down but they do come back up strong and um it all Comes down
just wondering what to do
I'm tired of your love
I'm tired of your name
Tired of being broken down just dealing with this pain
The things you used
dealing crack
Walking round with chips on their shoulders and getting killed with that
To one man it's a nightmare, but the next man is living that
A couple
gone for a minute yeah yeah
Not on the road but dealing with hoes I don't like these women
My word alive and its sharper than a real knife real shit
Baby
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