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letra de the lover's revenge - miah travis

(intro)
rules, uh rules, uh, rules
rules, uh rules, uh rules

from no pot to p-ss in uh
to a pile of dishes uh
another mile i walk in my 2’s
don’t pay attention to the (rules) rules (rules) rules
don’t try mistake it for the youth i stand on my 2 (my 2!)
money moves, 2-stepping till it’s blue like
like ouuu, like ouuu yeah yeah yeah

(hook)
sticks and stones may break my bones
but i came up on broken home
so you try and f-ck me, i’ma break you off
same vibe like the lover’s revenge (oh yeah!)

(verse 1)
was never good enough for scholarships
was never worried about astonishment
just want to be able to monetize my worth without relaying all the politics
was never too fond of the scholar sh-t
now don’t mistake me for no d-boy chasing decoys
shorting money just to d hoes dressed in dior like i no way, hey
so keep the f-ck out the way, hey
and these days sky blue more gray more the way of the mood
while all my n-ggas on the wave or the move
say after school i used to duck to my room
them n-ggas chasing the vibe, i’m tryna’ curate the mood
uh, and these days got me f-cked up
how many gambles till my n-ggas finally lucked up
how many times that karma suit ya’ how it’s posed to just to know you n-ggas f-cked up
these n-ggas barely know my government, talking on keeping covenant
don’t get it misconstrued on who you f-cking with
mama raised 2 twins, neither one a b-tch
i still live on tightrope for the booth
inherit debt from momma schooling, meaning really i ain’t got me sh-t to lose (i ain’t got me sh-t to lose uh)

(pre-hook)
heard my people tell me wrong
on how to reap just what we sow-ow-ow
say won’t you pay me what you owe, like oh-oh-oh-oh, aye, aye, aye

(hook)
sticks and stones may break my bones
but i came up on broken home
so you try and f-ck me, i’ma break you off
same vibe like the lover’s revenge

(outro) [anjewel]
you better go back the way you came!
wrong way, if you stay!
prepare to have your sh-t rearranged!
the way, i say!
you better get on away from here!
you goin’ see, it’s goin’ be a lot of
slow singing and flower bringing!
if you n-ggas try to f-ck up all my money yeah yeah

- miah travis

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