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M-m-made In Hell You were undecided I don't wanna fight with you You just keep on typing But I can't talk to you, oh no Talk to you When you're like this When you're like this Weh di bloodclaat do you? What the fuck girl? Why you fuck me and leave scratches on my back? You know I pretend to care, emotions slipping through the cracks In my life, I say whatever, you know Scar don't second guess I'm the trend-setter 'bout to set the trend again, ha, ha Games gripped tight in my fist bitch I ain't letting go, no, ha, ha Eight years later pockets fatter then they've ever been Cash when I think 5 mill' for the keys Understand I'm breaded And I ain't even turn thirty yet Like, when did I get so big? Fame can kiss on my cheeks Fuck boys think that they're sick Never been sicker than me Pussy you wet like a softy, yeah I keep my vibe like Itachi, yeah Shades when I walk in the lobby, yeah Who in the fuck is gon stop me? Yeah Classic flows I been did those, when I'm fed up I get up and ghoste Had the game controlled with the mic in my face spit venom and go I see triple 6 I'm in hell again Risked in all my chips and lost the will to do things separate Stepped inside the gates, I feel the weight, it brought me severance I don't give a fuck, the shit they say is never relevant This is my defence, go kill yourself 'cause that's my preference The afterlife has got me so adventurous You all criticise through your lenses But you would swap lives with me in a second Still working from the crib Make my bag then I dip Fuck y'all, I take trips I ain't in the house all day On the beach with my bitch We ain't in here most days Catch a flight let it hit God, bitch start some Bitch, start some Bitch, start some, what? God, bitch start some Bitch, start some Bitch, start some, what? You were undecided I don't wanna fight with ya You just keep on typing But I can't talk to you, oh no I can't talk to you When you're like this When you're like this Late night sitting on your own I know your lonely babe Up scrolling through your phone Why don't you call on me? Just give me a minute, I'll pull up on you Have you thinking that you was my girl You know that I'm bad for ya, I'll leave you hurt Hennessy, I know you're drunk when you're texting me Girl, I'm surprised that you remember me We fuck and then act like we enemies Girl, you really me crazy, you're my remedy Never told a soul that you lay next to me I know I'm like your soul, I'm like your ecstasy I know it's fun to reminisce all about the past but I can't no more You were undecided I don't wanna fight with ya You just keep on typing But I can't talk to you, oh no Talk to you, ho, oh When your like this When your like this Made In Hell