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lirik lagu lil baby - hurtin

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[intro]
cook that sh~t up quay
what’s the chances that you make it from the bottom?
let’s go

[verse 1]
gotta beat the odds, i’m tryna blend in (blend)
hit that boy so many times he made cnn (cnn)
fear of god pants, i don’t fear men
pulled up in an old school, a fifty in the rear end, big dawg
takin’ chances, gettin’ packs, and tryna get ’em back
i watched the law take my bro, i’m tryna get him back
i pray to god that i don’t have to get n0body whacked
ain’t gettin’ into that, i try to tell ’em facts

[chorus]
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and you really come from sleepin’ out the projects
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and your two main men catch a body

[verse 2]
i got it the worst, ain’t have to rehe~rs~d it
made me who i am, i’m gettin’ bands, i’m breakin’ curses
trap spot do six figures, still got sheets, f~ck curtains
excuse me, i go off, have fast pass in my verses, yeah
i’m tellin’ you
i done put my heart inside a box, tried to sell it to ’em
beefin’ with my partners, do a n~gga like i never knew him
f~cked around and seen her with a n~gga, i would have never knew it
always talkin’ ’bout what i’m gon’ do but i don’t ever do it, yeah
beefin’ with myself
keep on wanting syrup, knowin’ it don’t help
it’s like i got money to please everybody else
they act like they with you, but i’m knowin’ they don’t care
they in it for self, i got it for sale if it’s rollin’
i got out of jail and i showed ’em
couple b~tches know they wish they would’ve held it down
it feel like they build me up, try to tear me down

[chorus]
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and you really come from sleepin’ out the projects
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and your two main men catch a body

[verse 3]
i gotta stay solid
i grew up ’round dope boys, i don’t need no stylist
i got grown man money, can’t be actin’ childish
i been through too much sh~t, barely even smile (huh?)
sippin’ on this bale i wish bro was with me now (now)
it was time that we’ll go broke, we’ll pick a play and take ’em down
kick me while i’m down, when i get up, i prolly sh~t on you
i can’t even lie, i prolly see ’em i just spit on ’em
these pieces i got lint on me, this piece i got, gon’ hit on me
i ain’t ever did no fraud, but i’m known for pullin’ cards
i should buy me a new neighborhood, i’m known for goin’ hard
i’ve been bustin’ on that glizzy, ever since i had got robbed
i done really beat the odds

[chorus]
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and you really come from sleepin’ out the projects
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and your two main men catch a body
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and you really come from sleepin’ out the projects
what’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (huh?)
and your two main men catch a body

[outro]
i got it the worst


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