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lirik lagu ​bbymutha - roaches don't die

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yea
i was born to be hated on and criticized
walk up in this hoe them b~tches roll they eyes
n~ggas tuck they tees
tryna sell a fantasy
that buckle bigger than yo d~ck, huh?
you don’t f~ck with hoes who get government stamps and wic, huh?
n~ggas love they image
lose they sanity but keep some clout
anyway, i wanna rage today
i got my titties out
hot as 99, this p~ssy fye
i stress a n~gga out
f~ck em once
i never f~ck again
so keep me out ya mouth
feelings something i could do without
i cut another line
k!ll me, hardest b~tch up out the south
i wanna see you try
paid for my position
you ain’t see the nights i had to cry
lost my f~ckin mind
bought a strip of l and took a ride
i don’t love mе less
i’m protected, thеy can’t manifest
got no time for rest
got two babies strapped to either breast
know my baby daddy so depressed
it’s been way over a decade
and he still a mess
still a nasty n~gga
he like girls who got a curfew
can’t wait for the universe to smoke you
pray yo son ain’t never nothin like you
caught him watching p~rn
he just 11 and i’m scorned
it feel like yesterday
i watched him learn to walk
and now we gotta have the talk
f~ck it
im tryna teach him bout consent and sh~t
that n~gga bucking
you nutted in the realest b~tch alive
you really lucky
you woulda ruined them
they precious, hoe
ya aura yucky
any b~tch that f~ck with you disgusting
and she can’t be trusted
i had to get that off my chest
lets get back to the money
book me or i’m staying in my room
locals treat me funny
f~ck up out my face with all that weird sh~t
im a real n~gga
not a part of yo lil outfit
i’m the spring
b~tches bottled water
i’m the f~ckin source
i love rock and roll
he show me hole
i make my bed and let him lie in it
lookin at the old me in the mirror
bouta hit a l!ck
i miss that b~tch sometimes
she with the sh~t
remember when them b~tches jumped me in the gym
with all they friends
know they loggin in
watching little brittnee catch another win
love a b~tch or hate her
but you really can’t debate it
i’m that n~gga
and i’m realer than the b~tches in the back
and i’m tired of being humble
i’m taking my n~ggas with me
you ain’t f~ckin with me now
then b~tch you might as well forget me
its too late for you
if you ever crossed me, f~ck it
i dont have no hate for you
i pray for you
i promise
hope you get to feeling better soon
i got sh~t to lose
and sh~t to die bout
i can’t see a grave until my babies
out that trap house
i can’t be a slave
no 9 to 5
i went my own route
bbyf~ckinm~th~
quick to put a b~tch in time out
if i’m a sl~t
just know i sl~t the hardest
aim at yo throat and i’m just gettin started
skeet on his face
he blow me like a cartridge
dearly departed
k!ll these b~tches while i rest in peace
i ain’t even took my bonnet off
and b~tches mad at me
she say what she want
i say what matter, b~tch
we not the same
please stop tryna cap up off my name
you lookin like a lame
tired of playing games
like i ain’t got a glock
b~tches talk to talk
i shoot to k!ll
i really will
i’m just tryna pay my bills
tired of living with the roaches
roaches don’t die, baby
numbers don’t lie
swear to god, yea
yea
b~tch
yea
roaches dont die
f~ck a raid
gettin paid
n~gga, numbers dont lie


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