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Misunderstood
by YKH Rolax
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I ain't messing with this world, cause I'm so misunderstood
3.5 to the face, my pain goin' in this wood
Stop da bleeding, that's inside my chest, I wish I could
Just wanna be the odds and go and put on for my hood
Blinded by the fake, cuz man it felt so real
Got that CP3 on 'em, so don't go for no steel
Said he finna crash, when it's God behind the wheel
Touch a lot of souls, but they don't know how I feel
Say they take us in the day, you better not go tell
Can't be out here investing in fake love, cause that shit sells
Ever since a jit, he been knew how some za would smell
Blood tested me and got no answers, wanted me to fail
Want you in a jail, cannot tell my tale
Livin' life fast, and time moving like a snail
To be blunt, I don't need yo' love no mo, that shit is stale
Losing ain't a option, when you not expected to prevail
All these niggas hating and they wanna see you fail
Can't ride wit' the gang, cause you know that ship has sailed
Reminiscing bout when Pops he went and posted bail
And right back to that cell
I ain't messing with this world, cause I'm so misunderstood
3.5 to the face, my pain going in his wood
Stop the bleeding, that's inside my chest, I wish I could
Just wanna be the odds, I'm going put out for my hood
Blinded by the fake, cuz man it felt so real
Got that CP3 on 'em, so don't go for no steel
Said he finna crash, when it's God behind the wheel
Touch a lot of souls, but they don't know how I feel
Cuz how the fuck you lie to me, you fronting like it's us till the end
Need love for real and I ain't talking bout pretend
Shit got to a point, a nigga don't even really care bout having friends
Growing up, he had big dreams of him spinning in a Benz
Fuck them niggas, they be hating, so I got them from my lens
If you left me while I'm losing, no we cannot make amends
Told me solid people never break, but shit I guess them niggas sure do bend
Stop flagging, I don't need you acting like you was my dawg
Love be a scam, all these people be some frauds
Lame y'all support random niggas, not your dawgs
Grinding for a better life, I'm tired of trying to rob
I ain't messing with this world, cause I'm misunderstood
3.5 to the face, my pain going in this wood
Stop the bleeding, that's inside my chest, I wish I could
Just wanna be the odds, ain't going put out for my hood
Blinded by the fake, cuz man it felt so real
Got that CP3 on him, so don't go for no steel
Said he finna crash, when it's God behind the wheel
Touch a lot of souls, but they don't know how I feel
I ain't messing with this world, cause I'm so misunderstood
3.5 to the face, my pain goin' in this wood
Stop da bleeding, that's inside my chest, I wish I could
Just wanna be the odds and go and put on for my hood
Blinded by the fake, cuz man it felt so real
Got that CP3 on 'em, so don't go for no steel
Said he finna crash, when it's God behind the wheel
Touch a lot of souls, but they don't know how I feel
Say they take us in the day, you better not go tell
Can't be out here investing in fake love, cause that shit sells
Ever since a jit, he been knew how some za would smell
Blood tested me and got no answers, wanted me to fail
Want you in a jail, cannot tell my tale
Livin' life fast, and time moving like a snail
To be blunt, I don't need yo' love no mo, that shit is stale
Losing ain't a option, when you not expected to prevail
All these niggas hating and they wanna see you fail
Can't ride wit' the gang, cause you know that ship has sailed
Reminiscing bout when Pops he went and posted bail
And right back to that cell
I ain't messing with this world, cause I'm so misunderstood
3.5 to the face, my pain going in his wood
Stop the bleeding, that's inside my chest, I wish I could
Just wanna be the odds, I'm going put out for my hood
Blinded by the fake, cuz man it felt so real
Got that CP3 on 'em, so don't go for no steel
Said he finna crash, when it's God behind the wheel
Touch a lot of souls, but they don't know how I feel
Cuz how the fuck you lie to me, you fronting like it's us till the end
Need love for real and I ain't talking bout pretend
Shit got to a point, a nigga don't even really care bout having friends
Growing up, he had big dreams of him spinning in a Benz
Fuck them niggas, they be hating, so I got them from my lens
If you left me while I'm losing, no we cannot make amends
Told me solid people never break, but shit I guess them niggas sure do bend
Stop flagging, I don't need you acting like you was my dawg
Love be a scam, all these people be some frauds
Lame y'all support random niggas, not your dawgs
Grinding for a better life, I'm tired of trying to rob
I ain't messing with this world, cause I'm misunderstood
3.5 to the face, my pain going in this wood
Stop the bleeding, that's inside my chest, I wish I could
Just wanna be the odds, ain't going put out for my hood
Blinded by the fake, cuz man it felt so real
Got that CP3 on him, so don't go for no steel
Said he finna crash, when it's God behind the wheel
Touch a lot of souls, but they don't know how I feel
