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letra de never really matters - ar-ab

hook
verse 1:
look i dont want a hug i just want a nut
remember we was broke and you ain’t wanted us
this is a patek it cost 30 bucks
my homie trust his wife and then she set him up
im looking at your gram who you tryna be
i know you really broke so why you love me
you on a vacation every other week
but you living with your mom and you ain’t got a key
won’t you be yourself what you tryna prove
sold your soul for some chanel and a pair of loubs
you need to reevaluate what you thought was cool
cuz when the last time you been to your daughters school
how am i gonna love you if you dont love yourself
you would f-ck my brother if i go to jail
yea you got a fatty but that sh-t for sale
dont take this personal look i just wanna help

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verse 2:
you texting my phone saying come and get me
my mom watching my son is you gonna come and get me
i gotta hide my money cuz your fingers sticky
plus you f-cking every rapper in your city
looking for a come up you f-ck every boss
but they f-ck you once and then they never call
you dont even make it out the n-gga car
they f-ck you in the backseat then they drop you off
homie really liked but he wasn’t ballin
so you hit ignore everytime he callin
then he hit a l!ck and now he drive a foreign
now when he drive by you just lookin salty
you just took your morals and you sold them cheap
if i had a job you wouldn’t go with me
you got nowhere to go you just roam the streets
your kids up you couldn’t wait til they go to sleep

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- ar ab

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