Hurt Me lyrics

by

Billy Burbage



(Hook)
Buss down the arm
Buss down, keep me alarmed
My n*ggas walking with stars
Your b*tch she walking with stars (ugh)
She wanna hop in my car (She want to)
Sippin' lean, n*ggas go to the bar
I'm in his dreams, he not getting too far
b*tch off 10, its not even 30
I pop a xan now I'm high like a birdie
Oh that's your mans? I can get him out early
I be in these streets and you thought i was early
You know I'm a mad guy, I'm something like Bernie
A hundred bands, what I'm counting up, earning
I took eleven now she think that I'm hurting
Beautiful, but your b*tch wanna hurt me

(Verse)
Wockhardt, man that sh*t got me leaning
Foreign car man these n*ggas ain't seeing me
Took a xan, now I'm feel like a demon
Pockets fat, so you know that he eating
I'm on my way so I'm speeding
He ain't see me he can't even believe it
Pop him like lil' percocet now he bleeding
I was the one that could summon my demons
He don't want war, I got straps like a dyke
You said I won't do it n*gga, I might
I stay with your hoe, she ride me like a bike
I'm high like a kite
What the f*ck, I'm supposed to be nice?
You n*ggas my kids, you n*ggas my tykes
She wanna hurt me but that sh*t ain't right
(Hook)
Buss down.....arm
Buss down keep me alarmed
My n*ggas walking with stars
Your b*tch she walking with stars (ugh)
She wanna hop in my car (She want to)
Sippin' lean, n*ggas go to the bar
I'm in his dreams he's not getting too far
b*tch off 10 its not even 30
I pop a xan don't call like a birdie
Oh that's your mans, I can get him out early
My n*ggas in these streets even thought it was early
You know I'm a mac I get something like Bernie
A hundred bands when I'm counting up (Earning)
My (?) eleven and she think that I'm hurting
Beautiful, but your b*tch wanna hurt me

(Beat fades)
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