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letra de on my $leeve - yung pinch

[intro]
yeah
turn my voice up a little
uh, hm
hm, yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah
hm, i ain’t even leave yet
yeah

[chorus]
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
what the f-ck you dyin’ for?
what the f-ck you—, huh
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
this money, what you dyin’ for, my heart right on my sleeve (yeah)

[verse 1]
yeah, my heart right on my sleeve
might die for my bro or i might just leave (might just leave)
my heart right on my sleeve
stole your heart more than once, does that make me a thief?
if it happens once, it’ll happen again
that boy out here rappin’ again
crashed the tesla, i’m back in the benz’
as soon as i get this advance
new big hundreds, i need them blue strips
man, this sh-t crazy, it’ll make me lose it (what?)
the way is back, this time it’s a nuisance
yeah, it’s done for
all that sh-t ain’t nice, just leave me ‘lone
huh, yeah, it’s done for you
tell that b-tch “i’ll write a song for you” (yeah)
[chorus]
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
what the f-ck you dyin’ for?
what the f-ck you—, huh
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
this money, what you dyin’ for, my heart right on my sleeve (yeah)
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
what the f-ck you dyin’ for?
what the f-ck you—, huh
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
this money, what you dyin’ for, my heart right on my sleeve (yeah)

[verse 2]
ice cold, my wrist on (huh)
ice cold, my b-tch on
ice cold, my jeans, b-tch
nowadays, she stevie, she can’t even see me, no (no, no)
don’t mention my name, not on these blogs (no, no)
just keep that sh-t real whenever you talk (no, no)
so, when you remember it, baby, don’t say what you saw (no, no)
huh, i’ma give mommy all of this sh-t, this sh-t is not mine, this sh-t is not mine

[bridge]
i can see, baby wanna talk when i leave
huh, spicy, baby got something up her sleeve
huh, spicy (spicy)
yeah, she spicy (spicy)
yeah
[chorus]
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet (yeah)
what the f-ck you dyin’ for? (what the f-ck you—)
what the f-ck you—, huh
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
this money, what you dyin’ for, my heart right on my sleeve (yeah)
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
what the f-ck you dyin’ for?
what the f-ck you—, huh
what the f-ck you cryin’ for? i ain’t even leave yet
this money, what you dyin’ for, my heart right on my sleeve (yeah)

[outro]
yeah
ayy, baby what you cryin’ for?
wipe your tears from your eyes
ayy, baby what you cryin’ for?
i told that girl “i’ll write a song for you”

- yung pinch

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