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letra de mistreated - abitapic

looking in the mirror, all these dark thoughts appear
tried to push them all away and tried to hide all my fear
when i step in a room, i see this dark atmosphere
it seems like everybody hates me, but i’m still standing here

never had a father figure, but i drеamed one
6 foot, great cook, strong likе john cena
but i’m still hard-standing, so who said i do need one
never saw a mother statue, so for love i done received none
respect to all my wishes cause they’re coming out the box
wish i could be rapping up there till the time clocks
if i could change my life, i wouldn’t even try to swap
this heartbreak and these feelings got me thinking from the heart

i guess i’m different
still remember times i was reminiscing
bout this life and what felt like a mission
never thought i could succeed or even finish

time flies, looking back at it like we ain’t change lanes
oppositions step the rooms, while we try to change ways
so cold and naive, can’t succeed if you don’t break mans
lord knows ima eat, i wanna see, this world in great hands

everybody hate on us till we blow and make bands
wasn’t there before, you won’t look forward with my great fans
better look at my face now, that’s your last chance to get that glance
i ain’t trappin hard boy stuff, just make sure that yaal understand

cause i’ve been hurt too much to care, i’m independent
your own family, they think you a disappointment
cause now i’m rich, i succeded you a b-tch
your own fault u had to let me, i make figures single six

families disappointment, but i’m coming out the top
mislead to all these options, i’ve been failed, to complete a stop
all these wrongdoings and you think that you could love
got told that once or twice, but that was never enough
looking in the mirror, all these dark thoughts appear
tried to push them all away and tried to hide all my fear
when i step in a room, i see this dark atmosphere
it seems like everybody hates me, but i’m still standing here

who was you, when i needed you
where were you, when i was trappin outta trenches, had to hustle hard to get the blue
i’m getting sick of all this love i guess i gotta get that flu
unless you can prove my mind, that you someone who can stand in queue

1st class, private jets, hit it up just to hit the l!ck
me and my bros, all in line, we must be all a clique
if i’m in my bag then i act like i don’t know the b-tch
i do know the b-tch, but act like i don’t hoe the b-tch

- abitapic

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