Album Cover Really Don't Get It

Really Don't Get It

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Unknown, In this bitch

Well known, aye

Really don′t get it

I got the business

She say she love me

I got the mistress

Feel like I got this stress

Flash like I'm in the press

I am the witness

Bitch you can feel this Oh

Pullin all these triggers with emotion it figures

I got this itchin on me and I swear I don′t got any chiggers

Look at the bigger picture no I don't wanna get witcha and if you died today no I would not fuckin miss ya

No, I will not fuckin miss ya

Ride around town with the stigma

Boy I ride around with enigma

Can't hear me where′s the signal

Please stop staring with the insults bitch

I earned my own charisma

Yeah my flow so abysmal

When I pop off I won′t miss ya

When I pop off I won't miss ya

When I pop off I won′t miss ya

When I pop off I won't miss ya

I really don′t get it

I got the business

She say she love me

I got the mistress

Run around runnin that mouth boy

Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy

Bitin all these mothafuckas while I'm undercover

Artist of the year ill discover

Get a little slice of butter

But I guess you can′t believe that

Really thought you could keep secrets

Smile on my face, yuh

Best believe that

You just want a taste, yuh

While I'm bleeding

Eyesight, Bye Bye

Tonight, I die

Inside, Why Lie

Fly by

Come down now

When I drop in looking pretty

You the class clown man you looking silly

Really though really though really

Know I got the sub bumpin through the whole city

Really did it by myself

I don't need nobody help

Yeah I′m repeating myself

But you just don′t get the message

I just ride around town uh, with the mains yeah

Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this

Ride around town uh, with the mains yeah

Keep the pressure down now uh, I can′t strain this

Run with the switch

Bet that body hit the ditch

Love when it hits

Catch me gnarly with the shits

Really don't get it

I got the business

She say she love me

I got the mistress

Run around runnin that mouth boy

Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy

Bitin all these mothafuckas while I′m undercover

Artist of the year ill discover

Get a little slice of butter

But I guess you can't believe that

Really thought you could keep secrets

Oh