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letra de i don't know - mistah kye

(intro)

(what? mistah kye mixed this on a phone)

(redaxe)

(hook)
i don’t know why i’m writing al this but it comes to my mind need a break like kit kat
i let my guard down, i got my face down, i can’t even lie i didn’t know she would do that
cuh’ real talk i gave her my all, and true say man i feel like 2pac
cuh’ i’m going through changes i ain’t hit em’ up, cuh’ i rather be boo’d up
wonder why i don’t reply to your texts?
cuh you ain’t my girl dumb hoe you better move back
if you’re a friend of an opp then you’re worse than a cop
come straight off my contacts
i don’t know why my friend’s so tapped
he’ll rise his hand, way more than a scr-p fam
low-key i got a temper hold the pepper, heat up like jack jack

(verse)
do what i can i know my wrongs from right, i chose rap i ain’t moving white
i patterned my life got my future bright and i’m so busy she got so much time
i found out sum’ that i didn’t wanna know, oh sh-t i got too much pride
i told her look me straight in the eye, there’s tears in sight and she straight up lied
no way can i put my trust in a hoe, not again she got too much friends
this can’t go right and it will get left
cuh’ i’ve seen what happens with boy best friends
seems like this sh-t is becoming a trend
oh sh-t i just built suspense
i can’t trust so i chill on the fence and it f-cks with my head cus’ its just nonsense
let’s talk about you and let’s talk about me, sh-t, together let’s make some bread
i don’t care how hard it gets cuh i meant what i said i’ll fight till death
but oh sh-t i’m in need of redemption, my face turned and my heart is dead
but, any man steppin’ to you i’ll fist man up like ryu and ken
no way can you talk about being alone, my lines open just ring my phone
and i know i don’t show much emotion, my heart’s broken as you know
and true say yeah i’m better on my own
but that don’t mean sh-t, just play your role
cuh these guys don’t care about you, i ain’t part of the club tryna putt your hole
but you broke me once and you broke me twice
3 times you can’t say that you love me
cuh real talk this love is a drug and it’s f-cking me up, tied into this f-ckery
there’s no way you can say that you got me
knife in my back but you gave me a coffee
to keep me awake and enjoy this pain
okay your heart’s cold, i’ll call it a slushy
loving you was my life and i didn’t think twice
loving you it was more than a hobby
my heart’s in pain and you’re p-ssed cuh i can’t trust you
no sh-t all you say is sorry
my therapist tells me that it’s calm, don’t stress it’s a test like johnny
i didn’t know you could die from heartbreak
till i got one she murder like bobby
(hook)
i don’t know why i’m writing al this but it comes to my mind need a break like kit kat
i let my guard down, i got my face down, i can’t even lie i didn’t know she would do that
cuh’ real talk i gave her my all, and true say man i feel like 2pac
cuh’ i’m going through changes i ain’t hit em’ up, cuh’ i rather be boo’d up
wonder why i don’t reply to your texts?
cuh you ain’t my girl dumb hoe you better move back
if you’re a friend of an opp then you’re worse than a cop
come straight off my contacts
i don’t know why my friend’s so tapped
he’ll rise his hand, way more than a scr-p fam
low-key i got a temper hold the pepper, heat up like jack jack

(outro)

- mistah kye

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