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Loving you is

I place blame you still
shame when you steal
Feel like you ain't
Feel like you don't feel, confidence in
Breakin' on marble
anonymous strangers tellin' me that I'm yours
But you ain't shit I'm your talent's nothin' special
can I blame him for
Nigga I can name
Situation had stopped with your sister bakin'
A baby inside, just a teenager where's patience
Where was antennas
Where was the you speak of
You preached in front of 100,000 but reached her
I fuckin' tell you, you fuckin' failure you ain't no
I liked you, forever despise you I don't need you
The don't need you, don't let them deceive you
Numbers lie too, fuck your too, that's for dedication
money would change you, made you more complacent
I fuckin' you, I hope you embrace it

I loving you is complicated
Loving you is

you, lovin' you, not lovin' you, one hundred proof
I can feel you vibin', recognize your ashamed of me
Yes I you too

keeping
¡Abre la puerta! la puerta tengo que limpiar el cuarto!
¡Es que no hay mucho tiempo tengo que limpiar el
!Disculpe!

Are you the reason why and them leavin'
No you ain't shit, you say you love them, I know you mean it
I know irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it
Your trials and tribulations a burden, felt it
Everyone heard it, shots, corners cryin' out
You was deserted, where was your again?
Where was your presence, where was support that you pretend?
You ain't no brother, you ain't no disciple, you no friend
A friend never leave Compton for profit or leave his best
Little brother, you promised you'd him before they shot him
Where was your antennas, on the road, bottles and
You faced time the one time, that's
You even faced time instead of a visit
You should he would recover, well
The surgery couldn't stop the for real
he died, God himself will say "you fuckin' failed"
You try

I know your nigga
Mood swings is nigga
I depression is restin' on your heart for two reasons nigga
I know you and a couple block boys ain't been nigga
Y'all damn near beefin', I seen it and your the nigga
And if this bottle could I cry myself to sleep
Bitch everything is your
Faults breakin' to pieces, on every weekend
Because you as soon as you knew confinement was needed
I your secrets
Don't let me tell them to the world that shit you thinkin'
And that you I'm bout to hurl
I'm up, but I'm not as fucked up as you
You just can't get right, I your heart made of bullet proof
Shoulda yo ass a long time ago
You shoulda filled that black revolver a long time ago
And if those could talk it would say "you gotta go"
And if I told secrets
The world'll know money stop a suicidal weakness