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letra de admitting my wrongs - chris sails

[intro]
why you gotta hurt me
why you gotta hurt me
yeah yeah, why you gotta hurt me
why you gotta hurt me
oh oh oh oh, why you gotta hurt me
why you gotta hurt me, yeah yeah
why you gotta hurt me
why you gotta hurt me, oh oh oh oh

[verse 1]
when sh-t get hard, i gotta stay focused
you see the pain in my eyes, they act like they notice
and my heart was so pure, they ever stay lonely
i put clothes on your back and then, you changed on me
i’ve been popping perkies like they paink!llers
i changed my circle, now they label mе a gang member
they bе there when you shine and gone when the rain hit you
i just got a ‘lil money, i’m still the same n-gga
they wanna talk about abuse so let’s talk about it
you got scarred from your past so let’s talk about it
i was young and insecure when i gave you them bruises
and we too prideful to talk so let’s talk through the music

[chorus]
i say mama mama, i’m so sorry
i know you devastated when you reading all them stories
ask me if i gotta heart and i’m responding hardly
suicidal thoughts, sometimes i wanna stop my heartbeat
mama mama, i’m sorry
i know you devastated when you read me in them stories
you ask me if i gotta heart, and i’m responding hardly
suicide thoughts, sometimes i wanna stop my heartbeat
[verse 2]
father to my son, something i’m glad to be
shade room, you getting old, change up your strategy
it’s barely skin on my body, the way they dragging me
don’t even know my struggle, why they mad at me?
even if he was my twin, he wasn’t hot as me
and when that n-gga hold my son, that sh-t bother me
and i’ve been running from my past, but that sh-t follow me
and i’ve been lying to my self but, it’s my honesty
if you know that imma g.o.a.t, don’t treat me like no rookie
fell out with my main b-tch, i was in different p-ssy
put me in a friendzone, i feel like a boogie
used to be free to talk to me, now you gotta book me
lately i’ve been fighting demons, they don’t fight fair
went from the girl of my dreams, to my nightmare
miss waking up to my son, to see you right there
now i’m praying god to wake me from this nightmare

- chris sails

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