Goodbye lyrics

[Intro: Sam Smith]
Hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry (I-I-It's LM on the beat)
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes

[Verse 1: MBNel]
My OG had to tell me not to worry 'bout another n*ggas words
Used to think this sh*t was fun 'til I saw brodie in that hearse
You was meeting up a b*tch, the next second you was murked
Man that sh*t had got me sick, couldn't get your moms inside that church
And everytime I'm on the phones, I hear the pain that's in your voice
You can choose to do the crime, but in that hole you got no choice
I got n*ggas doing time for the n*ggas that who did it
But real n*ggas keep it silent and they plottin' while they sittin'
And damn, me and my grandfather wasn't close
But I still wish I said goodbye before they let that casket close
And I ain't good with no goodbyes, I swear to God I hate farewells
But one day we'll be together when I'm walking that stairwell
Aye, and granny startin' to lose her memory
But let me tell you that I love you before you forget 'bout me
Aye, and granny startin' to lose her memory
One day I'll have to say goodbye, I hope you remember me
My n*gga couldn't say goodbye to his daughter
Now his daughter gettin' older, she always ask for her father
I swear this sh*t get cold, I swear I cried a thousand times
But ain't no time for me to cry, I got suckas on my line
[Verse 2: 98Jefe]
I'm way too good at goodbyes
Mmhhmm, it's Jefe
These n*ggas internet thugs, they do it for the clout
We really is stuck in these streets and pray to make it out
We don't do no talkin', see an opp and then we poppin' out Suppressor on the case so nobody finna hear them sounds
If all the real n*ggas dead, then I'm a dead man walkin'
Couple shots at his legs and now his mans ain't walkin'
But we don't leg shot, headshot we trynna off 'em
We don't leg shot, headshot we trynna chalk 'em
Wave getting deep, now n*ggas wanna f*ck with me
Wonder if I lose my buzz now who still gonna show love to me Throw a n*gga dub for free, show a n*gga plate to eat
Lost my childhood 'cause we was young and we was in them streets
Stuck in the field with you, say he gonna ride for you
Any man will kill for you, bet he won't die for you
Put it on the line for you, bet it all in n*gga
Hate the f*ckin day I f*ckin lost my best friend n*gga
f*ck what n*ggas talkin' 'bout, my n*ggas ain't discussing sh*t
My n*ggas with that line a n*gga up and then bust his sh*t
f*ck what n*ggas talkin' 'bout, I'm rockin' with this f*ckin' stick
Loose lips sink ships, so snitches we don't f*ck with them
Street ballin' like the butter rim, O.T. be the brother sh*t
Put nothing else above this sh*t, I swear to god I love this sh*t Catch an opp then smother him, aauugghh
Catch an opp then smother him, aauugghh, n*gga
Aauugghh, yeah n*gga
Southland, street baller n*gga (Yeah what up tho) yadiig
Yeah (I-I-It's LM on the beat)