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letra de soul shattered - yb curtis

[intro]
huh
i ain’t mad
but you know mane i just been lettin’
this sh-t build up and stack up like a
muh’f-cka n-gga i really gotta get some
sh-t up off my chest though
mane i really get tired of all that
p-ss ass sh-t n-gga
lets go
say let that bit, go like this, yea
[chorus]
mane they do all that f-ckin’ talkin, b-tch
but that ain’t me
say he gon’ catch me while i’m walkin’
mane you a p-ssy b-tch, i see
say b-tch i’m worth to f-ckin’ much
for dishin’ smoke up out for free
b-tch i don’t even entertain y’all n-ggas
i’m a f-ckin’ g
i almost dove at ya
mane you gon’ need a goal catcher
b-tch be glad that jesus f-ckin’ saved
yo’ ass, i almost threw yo’ soul at ya
got them demons in my head, b-tch
just like a f-ckin’ soul sn-tcher
just keep on f-ckin’ with me
b-tch you get yo’ soul shattered

[verse 1]
i’m the realest one
b-tch that be me, i ain’t no ho’
a f-ckin’ schizophrenic b-tch
gon’ come and lie up on me though
i was just mindin’ my own business
b-tch and i even know
the one i loved just like a bug, b-tch
was out there bein’ a ho’
my pawpaw he be old
but we found out he hit the sto’
was tryna’ gather information
but was stalkin’ on the low
my uncle tried to f-ckin’ daze em’
b-tch but he ain’t f-ckin’ blow
a f-ckin’ p-ssy b-tch, he let his
daddy issues come be known
so b-tch i pulled up to the sto’
and then i seen that f-ckin’ ho’
and then i seen her b-tch ass
boyfriend, she cheatin’ on you, bro
while i was drivin’ on the road, b-tch
i clutched my f-ckin’ pole
but then my aunti talked some sense
to me, so i threw it up in the hole
and then i seen you p-ssy b-tch
that n-gga tips was dyed gold
and we was lookin’ at each other
b-tch, you a f-ckin’ ho’
say mane you got my baby mama
cause she picked up on the phone
but on the cool you helped me, n-gga
now that ho’ can leave me ‘lone

[chorus]
mane they do all that f-ckin’ talkin, b-tch
but that ain’t me
say he gon’ catch me while i’m walkin’
mane you a p-ssy b-tch, i see
say b-tch i’m worth to f-ckin’ much
for dishin’ smoke up out for free
b-tch i don’t even entertain y’all n-ggas
i’m a f-ckin’ g
i almost dove at ya
mane you gon’ need a goal catcher
b-tch be glad that jesus f-ckin’ saved
yo’ ass, i almost threw yo’ soul at ya
got them demons in my head, b-tch
just like a f-ckin’ soul sn-tcher
just keep on f-ckin’ with me
b-tch you get yo’ soul shattered

[verse 2]
mane go be with that n-gga
i ain’t even mad at you
mane i got h-lla b-tches
and they know i’m packin’ too
mane keep on listenin’ to them
b-tches in that malibu (that malibu)
i made more bread than all y’all b-tches
y’all ain’t even knew
you said you wanna be my wife, cause
we was stuck like glue
i put that necklace ‘round yo’ neck
that i had bought for you
when all them girls had wanted to fight ya
i was there for you
i told you so much sh-t about me, i regret it too
i said we wouldn’t last
cause i know where we was headed to
now look at the time done passed
now you know why i suspected you
you say that i act like my daddy, b-tch
i knew you was messy too
the love that i had for you
thought it was blessin’
but it was a lesson, foo

[verse 3]
b-tch i threw that heater at yo’ ass
you know that i oughta, foo
i really miss my mama
and i miss my daughter too
it be yo’ own family
f-ck y’all and y’all drama, too
you sendin’ threats up to my sister, b-tch
f-ck you and yo’ mama too

- yb curtis

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