Mm-mm, mm-hmm
Mm-mm-hmm
Mm-mm-mm-hmm
Mm-mm-hmm
Mm-mm-hmm-mm
Mm-hmm, mm-mm
Feel like I ain't ever put my heart out
You won't know the feelin', sleeping in your dargs house
I need some M's for all that pain I'm getting past now
Direct smoke with all these opps, this ain't passed down
Yeah, the truth hurts, they don't love you for you
The truth hurts, I made a hundred, I ain't lift a muscle
Better stay up in that lane 'cause niggas die for making names
The truth hurts, I drop a single, that's another hundred
She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool
And all that talk gave bro a reason just to air it at you
Ain't no worse pain to find out that she don't care about you
When life is strange, you ever catch a homie starin' at you?
And all that jealousy, man, I don't play about it
You catch a nigga in the backroads then you lay him up
Schemin' in Amiri jeans, I never play about
Feelin' like I never change, so don't complain about me
She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool
She fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do
And I need me some bussdown, need some jewel
When I pour four, I'ma act a fool (Act a fool)
Oh, she fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do (I need me some bussdown, need some jewel)
When I pour four, I'ma act a fool
Yeah, they say we dargs, what's your reasonin'?
I'm Blanco back up in a song, I know he feelin' it
I'm in this crib just writin' lyrics, I don't need a bitch
I hope my dargs ain't gettin' thoughts about me leaving them
But I be feelin' better on my own
Smokin' weed and daydreamin', it don't feel like I'm alone
Stop callin' up my phone about some guns, it's gettin' old
'Cause back when I was shouting niggas, they would never show, oh
Yeah, I got some pain to speak
'Cause I ain't got my dargy here and that shit painting me
I seen a brudda run it up, and then he tried to push his luck
You must be fucked up in the head 'cause you can't change the streets
Feelin' like the worlds on my shoulders
Gotta keep it on me 'cah the world's gettin' colder
Truth hurts, I never had a penny to my name
The truth hurts, my life changed, and now I'm skrrting in this Rover, oh-oh
She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool
And all that talk gave bro a reason just to air it at you
Ain't no worse pain to find out that she don't care about you
When life is strange, you ever catch a homie starin' at you?
And all that jealousy, man, I don't play about it
You catch a nigga in the backroads then you lay him up
Schemin' in Amiri jeans, I never play about
Feelin' like I never change, so don't complain about me
She fuckin' with a star, she can't keep it cool
She fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do
And I need me some bussdown, need some jewel
When I pour four, I'ma act a fool (Act a fool)
Oh, she fuckin' with a star, don't know what to do (I need me some bussdown, need some jewel)
When I pour four, I'ma act a fool
Oh-oh, oh-woah
Oh-oh, oh-woah, oh
Oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-woah
Mm-mm-mm, oh-oh
Mm-mm-mm, oh-woah-oh
Oh-oh
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