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letra de statistics - rocky badd

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[spoken intro]
aye, i be sayin’ like, i’m- i’m changing
i haven’t changed, i’m changing, you know what i’m sayin’?
and it’s like, that person still in me b-tch, like
i can go right there and get it, y’know what i’m sayin’?
but it’s like, i don’t like gettin’ that way, like
’cause when i do get that way… it’s so, it’s- it’s a lot

[verse 1]
yo
if i ever lost a fight, it ain’t like i got my ass beat
sayin’ “on sight” mean every time you pass me
i know he alive, b-tch i still don’t got no daddy
why every time i walk away, they play me like they left me?
don’t tell me nothin’ that they talkin’ ’bout
’cause it ain’t facts, send ’em that
i make n-gga’s have to smoke a cigarette
n-gga’s cap and these b-tches pressed, i am not impressed
boy relax, if that d-ck was whack, we did not have s-x
when he ain’t up in them streets, he tryna get me out my clothes
i took it ’cause i could, but i don’t wanna keep your soul
had him blowin’ in this p-ssy, now he blowin’ up my phone
i’m n0bodies b-tch, it shouldn’t matter what i’m on
i’m a “take me to my car”, not a “can you take me home?”
i’m the only writer, can’t n0body make me songs
ain’t no way to make it right with sh-t you could’ve left alone
so what i do to b-tches ain’t gon’ never make me wrong
[verse 2]
i’m into makin’ money, i ain’t into makin’ friends
i’m talkin’ bout a billi’, not just speakin’ only m’s
the police was behind me if you ever said i ran
’cause if we talk statistics, b-tch i never had a chance
how i’m really livin’, man, he wouldn’t understand
had to tell him “this ain’t that”, he tryna take me ’round his friends
them n-gga’s talk like b-tches, told ’em “take me out them plans”
that sh-t don’t ever come through, why you tellin’ me “you scammed”?
thought she was ‘gon get rich because she made an onlyfans
but she ain’t makin’ sh-t, guess that was her only plan
ain’t lookin’ for no n-gga, more than likely, only friends
they bit the hand that fed ’em, b-tch that ain’t my only hand
think he ain’t ’bout to chase me, told him “catch me if you can”
only rappin’ ’bout a brick because he middle-man the gram
b-tch i came from nothin’, i’mma get it how i can
’cause if we talk statistics, b-tch i never had a chance

[outro]
they bit the hand that fed ’em, b-tch that ain’t my only hand
’cause if we talk statistics, b-tch i never had a chance

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