Lyrics

What you want for real? Realize that you living life and can't feel I try to make it in and try make it out Doesn't matter what the fuck I do You know I'm feelin doubt What you want for real? Realize that you living life and can't feel I try to make it in and try make it out Doesn't matter what the fuck I do You know I'm feelin doubt Yeah Give a fuck about a minor situation It's not findin me, dawg It's just another conversation And you wanna say it's not a diss But talkin shit, it is a diss It doesn't matter much to me You another name up on the list Funny how you makin all these "Friends" up in this hobby Cause you claimin that they family And then go throw them in the lobby Then when everyone is gone You'll wake up and have some coffee You'll be thinking Did they really give a fuck? Probably You ain't never had a loss Till you lost it all All the friends you cuttin off Won't break the fall Even thru your eyes Bet you'll finally realize You're the start and endin of the story To your own demise You ain't never had a loss Till you lost it all All the friends you cuttin off Won't break the fall Even thru your eyes Bet you'll finally realize You're the start and endin of the story To your own demise What you want for real? Realize that you living life and can't feel I try to make it in and try make it out Doesn't matter what the fuck I do You know I'm feelin doubt What you want for real? Realize that you living life and can't feel I try to make it in and try make it out Doesn't matter what the fuck I do You know I'm feelin doubt How you hating on me with the hard work That I put into this shit Miserable ass motherfuckers Always acting like a bitch Get the fuck up out the mix All you do is run your lips All you pussies make me sick Always banking on a wish Me and you are not the same I can't relate I can't sit down on my ass Begging hoping for a change Get up and get to work Ain't nobody sorry for you Get up out your feelings Your family is fucking counting on you All these weak minded mothafuckas Can't dig they self out the grave On a mission trying find my way out of this fuckin maze All praise to Unaverage Gang All they do is talk and hate Coming hot right out the gates Feel like hades with the flame Game is driving me insane Y'all give clout to all the lames Only thing I feel is rage And I'm here to bring you pain You was Born a bitch Yea I can't relate UAV them hellish hounds Unleashing it through our veins
Writer(s): Beau Holland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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