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letra de ruthless - stilobabyy

intro]
counting this green
counting this blue
got in my bag started hitting the stu
2 seater n-gga watch how i move
they be like stilo got something to prove
got in my bag started hitting the stu
(mumble’s)

[verse 1]
counting this green
counting this blue
got in my bag started hitting the stu
2 seater n-gga watch how i move
they be like stilo got something to prove
they like my flow i go off in the booth
shawty she f-cked me she for the whole crew
got too much stressed so i gave up on school everyday i swear there’s somеthing new
i know they don’t want me to win it’s aight
takе an l to the face got me high like a kite
i was stuck in my feelings a day thru the night
there was days when i wished that i wouldn’t see light
but i guess everyday n-ggas go thru a fight
wear my heart on my wrist i ain’t talking bout ice
i did sh-t on my own never asked for advice
i can’t trust these n-ggas cause i swear they be mice
[chorus]
i ain’t no dummy n-gga i ain’t stupid
give no f-cks so they calling me ruthless
my ex b-tch called my phone i’m like “who this?”
i don’t wanna love her i ain’t cupid
i can’t let no thottie have me clueless
she could take it personal if the shoe fits
i don’t wanna let’s not get into it
never thought that i’d start doing music

[verse 2]
i just want all these n-ggas to hear me
heart been broke ain’t no way you could heal me
i thought she was the one
they do all that sh-t for fun
get that bread up make sure that you feel me
they be saying i changed but i’m still me
and these n-ggas my son they be lil me
i know n-ggas is waiting to drill me

[post chorus]
na,na,na
i hate when i get in my sorrows
i don’t wanna na
gotta bag to be chasing tomorrow
gotta grind grind grind
i could see who the real and who fake n-gga i’m not blind ind ind
gotta get what’s mine ine ine
(2x)
[verse 3]
i hit her once and i dub her
she too sneaky why the f-ck would i love her?
heartless n-gga swear i came up from nothing
she want me back cause this bread keep on coming
got sh-t to prove i turn nothing to something
remember them days a young n-gga was struggling
we was in the fields my n-ggas was smuggling
can’t f-ck with these rappers i swear they be mumbling

[chorus]
i ain’t no dummy n-gga i ain’t stupid
give no f-cks so they calling me ruthless
my ex b-tch called my phone i’m like “who this?”
i don’t wanna love her i ain’t cupid
i can’t let no thottie have me clueless
she could take it personal if the shoe fits
i don’t wanna let’s not get into it
never thought that i’d start doing music

[ending chorus]
na na na
uhhhhh
na na na
uh
na na na (na,na,na,na)
i ain’t no dummy n-gga i ain’t stupid
give no f-cks so they calling me ruthless
my ex b-tch called my phone i’m like “who this?”
i don’t wanna love her i ain’t cupid
i can’t let no thottie have me clueless
she could take it personal if the shoe fits
i don’t wanna let’s not get into it
(into it)
music (na,na)
na,na,na (uh)
na,na,na(uhhhh)
na,na,na(nuhhh)
na,na,na

- stilobabyy

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