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letra de one & only - 3d na'tee

many times said i should leave my ego battered and bruised
left to better myself b-tch you stayed attached to my moves
i spit with kendrick lamar heard bragging said my star
retweeting my sh-t as if you supported it from the start
not true my friends said you wicked
but i can’t believe her
that b-tch moved out to houston
ain’t seen you like katrina
can’t attest to you’re demeanor
so i can’t believe them hoes
plus i new you back when wear solja reeboks
yeah you changed but i suppose we all do
i pray you proud but i feel resentment when i fall through
but never said it loud
i played the crowd at jazz fest
saw you cheering for me /heard you quoted in the paper acting like you did it for me
and i heard the gossip bout you popin negus at second lines
f-cking with you is how i went to jail that second time
got yo initials tattooed
you raised more than my dad /my first love my friend
but you just like them barrel carbs
lying in bed it seems you never sleep
sh-t you was in me so deep you turned me on to the streets
went to say in va i came back every two weeks
no b-tch had taking my place i took a sigh of relief / good grief
feel appreciated more but still feel like a wh0re
no shivaree b-tch you never open doors
you want me to be all yours
your best kept secret/ so you can take the credit for every f-ckin achievement
yankee said i should leave him but that n-gga inches
said i should move to atl like leaving you is painless
but i f-cks you /grow up with you i had bad luck with you
but i’m stuck with you so i tuck pistols second nature
i know the ones before me they up and played ya
so i felt obliged to became your supersavior
but little did i know you had a thing for out of towners
when they visit go back to they city and clown ya
we talk sh-t over pounds of crawfish
big shots and daiquiris how you inspired master p
had me thinkin happly/ but actually you hide a couple facts from me like how if i stay sh-t may became a casualty/like soulja slim
remember how hard you used ride him/or mac from no limit
when the last time you wrote to him
d-mn boy i though we were fam boy /but every time i look up you keep stealing my d-mn joy/
i lost my cousin oscar his younger brother got locked so did his sister tiffany i can’t repeat the history
picture me not reaching my potential/ just to prove that i’m real…. i swear this shxt is so mental
see i tried my hardest new orleans but i’ma artist new orleans
you k!lling yourself i’m tryna take all of us further new orleans
hold up your side of the bargain /down here we don’t make it often
give me my flowers now instead of when i’m in my coffin

- 3d natee

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