Paroles de la chanson Lolsmh (Interlude) par Westside Boogie
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Paroles de la chanson Lolsmh (Interlude) par Westside Boogie
Yo
LOL crying face, make me shake my head
They gon' (uh)
Step on me now placed on a pedestal they find me dead (that’s fucked up)
Yeah that water under the bridge, just use that shit as a charter
May my friendship be a channel for all the pain you can't harbor
It's hard for me to be happy
Wish my girl would just dump me
I done showed you all my ugly, but why the fuck you ain’t judge me?
No, my skin ain't thick, it's thin, it probably bleed soon as you touch me
LOL crying face, make me shake my head
They gon' (uh)
Step on me now placed on a pedestal they find me dead (that’s fucked up)
Yeah that water under the bridge, just use that shit as a charter
May my friendship be a channel for all the pain you can't harbor
It's hard for me to be happy
Wish my girl would just dump me
I done showed you all my ugly, but why the fuck you ain’t judge me?
No, my skin ain't thick, it's thin, it probably bleed soon as you touch me
I love it if you hate me, I hate that you fucking love me
I've been up and broken up again, and still can't see the difference
That's the shit that walls speak about, like niggas killing niggas
Man my bro bro on the brink of being broke
He on the bridge without a rope
It hit my heart to see the world it ran him low
Plus he got a six month old and he can barely keep her fed
And gotta deal with baby mama hanging shit over his head
Man, I went and tell him "Fuck her bro, I know you ain't no sucker"
But I see it in his face, man, he hate that he fucking love her
Shit wild
I've been up and broken up again, and still can't see the difference
That's the shit that walls speak about, like niggas killing niggas
Man my bro bro on the brink of being broke
He on the bridge without a rope
It hit my heart to see the world it ran him low
Plus he got a six month old and he can barely keep her fed
And gotta deal with baby mama hanging shit over his head
Man, I went and tell him "Fuck her bro, I know you ain't no sucker"
But I see it in his face, man, he hate that he fucking love her
Shit wild
Shit hit me deep, I'm like start me out if I stutter and say
I’d give my arm and my leg to get this out my head
Uh
It’s crazy, step on me now
Placed on a pedestal, they find me dead
Yeah, forever blunt tobacco guts sitting in my bed
You, could, could swim forever if you see these tears that I didn't shed
I don’t know why you shaking your head
Man, I swear, ooh, niggas ain't shit
Ehh, fuckboy, fuckboy tendencies
Yo, yo, huh
I’d give my arm and my leg to get this out my head
Uh
It’s crazy, step on me now
Placed on a pedestal, they find me dead
Yeah, forever blunt tobacco guts sitting in my bed
You, could, could swim forever if you see these tears that I didn't shed
I don’t know why you shaking your head
Man, I swear, ooh, niggas ain't shit
Ehh, fuckboy, fuckboy tendencies
Yo, yo, huh
I know your fight to be free
Locked in your mind, I'm surprised, and you think that silence is key
You ain't designed to be blind and lost in the night like you be
I know the hurt in your eyes, oh my, you remind me of me
And it’s a lot we don't see
Gotta be tough 'cause acting tough all day
Shoulder shrugs then show the world you give no fucks all day
Plus got a story I could never show you
Scared if you open up, niggas just might have leverage on you
Uh, and I'm like "God, why you give your line
But you ain't been replying"?
I'm like "God, say you had my back
But nigga you been lying"
Locked in your mind, I'm surprised, and you think that silence is key
You ain't designed to be blind and lost in the night like you be
I know the hurt in your eyes, oh my, you remind me of me
And it’s a lot we don't see
Gotta be tough 'cause acting tough all day
Shoulder shrugs then show the world you give no fucks all day
Plus got a story I could never show you
Scared if you open up, niggas just might have leverage on you
Uh, and I'm like "God, why you give your line
But you ain't been replying"?
I'm like "God, say you had my back
But nigga you been lying"
I'm like "God, it's gold I got inside
My shit just needs refining", uh
And yes, sometimes I need reminder
Remind me that I'm gonna be
Remind me that I'm gonna be straight
Remind me if my heart do break, remind me that it's gon' reshape
Remind me nigga stand your ground, remind me not to call Jhene
I helped her get up on her feet, for me to see her walk away, SMH, Fuck
I don't know why you shaking your head
Man, I swear, niggas ain't shit
Fuck, yo he's doing some fuckboy shits
Fuckboy tendencies
You just some fuckboy
My shit just needs refining", uh
And yes, sometimes I need reminder
Remind me that I'm gonna be
Remind me that I'm gonna be straight
Remind me if my heart do break, remind me that it's gon' reshape
Remind me nigga stand your ground, remind me not to call Jhene
I helped her get up on her feet, for me to see her walk away, SMH, Fuck
I don't know why you shaking your head
Man, I swear, niggas ain't shit
Fuck, yo he's doing some fuckboy shits
Fuckboy tendencies
You just some fuckboy
Yo yo, shit, here we go
Every nigga's main is just another nigga's sideline
My hoes won't know I'm coming if this plane don't got WiFi
Why I'm over shit when I be under the influence
But wake up feeling bad, to know the home that I just ruined
Don't think that you booming and think you on because you 10 bags up
Too much pressure to be on social
(Shut your bitch ass up!)
Uh, back to this mission I carry out
We get wind that you tryna' diss then on God, we gon' air it out
The creator of feeling sorry, I'm dying to get 'em off me
Line up around the corner to get in your pity party
Every nigga's main is just another nigga's sideline
My hoes won't know I'm coming if this plane don't got WiFi
Why I'm over shit when I be under the influence
But wake up feeling bad, to know the home that I just ruined
Don't think that you booming and think you on because you 10 bags up
Too much pressure to be on social
(Shut your bitch ass up!)
Uh, back to this mission I carry out
We get wind that you tryna' diss then on God, we gon' air it out
The creator of feeling sorry, I'm dying to get 'em off me
Line up around the corner to get in your pity party
Pissed 'cause you picked me apart but don't ever pick me up
Ain't no gif or emoji depict how much I don't give a fuck
It really go
Please don't compare me to niggas not in my league
If I tricked on any bitch, know it's more I got up my sleeve
Ain't no dreams of being Mike, he can't do shit for me
I'm tryna be like G Weeder nigga, that's my big homie
Free him tho, uh
Trained to be in hell, niggas got derailed
I don't need a scale, everything for sale
LOL and then I shake my head
Ain't no gif or emoji depict how much I don't give a fuck
It really go
Please don't compare me to niggas not in my league
If I tricked on any bitch, know it's more I got up my sleeve
Ain't no dreams of being Mike, he can't do shit for me
I'm tryna be like G Weeder nigga, that's my big homie
Free him tho, uh
Trained to be in hell, niggas got derailed
I don't need a scale, everything for sale
LOL and then I shake my head
Step on me now, placed on a pedestal, they find me dead
Uh, Oh, fuck man
Uh, Oh, fuck man
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