Luyện nghe bài hát Told Me

Help me

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it, I don't believe in much

Nobody did for me when I'm on my knuckles
to tell a nigga fuck 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, cold, sick of lookin' out
Bitch niggas slow to major and they frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if loyalty is bought
sold to the highest bidder
Black bitch niggas number never
I was born a god but I finally got the
Couldn't mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, they'll you
hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, sick of fuckin' with you

Hate the way I'm feelin', killers in the cup
Pray to God I end it seems I don't believe in much

Searchin' for love in the places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had
I I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they me

We shared the same cell, 'em borrow
Now they play the well, I'm confused by the news
I don't pick and
ready for death, nigga win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm still to court
Rest in piece Reezy, I miss you swear to God
Marquise got murdered two weeks we talked
other boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought
Scared of a nigga the yard he walked
Caught him in the (?) 'round the freak
Locker full of shit, nigga I can feed
Penitentiary rich, got phones in the
BWA, I was strong in the
come and visit got richer just let it pow
Julio I you, just hit me when you get out
Free shot to (?) right on consignment could get him out
I want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we swap it out
Bullet after bullet after after bullet
Walked down out the cut stand up in chest
Rubber band up, never it, I'm a skeptic
Ya'll praise a bitch but I still ain't get it yet

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain in the cup
to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, I really had enough
I I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies they told me, that they told me

Hate the way I'm feelin', killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in