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Loving you is

I place blame when you
shame when you steal
Feel you ain't shit
Feel like you feel, confidence in yourself
Breakin' on floors
Watchin' anonymous tellin' me that I'm yours
But you ain't shit I'm convinced your nothin' special
can I blame him for
Nigga I can several
Situation had stopped with your sister bakin'
A baby inside, just a teenager where's patience
was your antennas
Where was the you speak of
You preached in front of 100,000 but reached her
I fuckin' tell you, you fuckin' failure you ain't no
I liked you, forever despise you I don't need you
The world don't need you, let them deceive you
Numbers lie too, fuck pride too, that's for dedication
Thought money would change you, you more complacent
I fuckin' hate you, I hope you it

I loving you is complicated
you is complicated

Lovin' you, lovin' you, not lovin' you, one proof
I can feel you vibin', recognize that ashamed of me
Yes I you too

keeping
¡Abre la puerta! ¡Abre la tengo que limpiar el cuarto!
¡Es que no hay mucho tengo que limpiar el cuarto¡
!Disculpe!

Are you the reason why and them leavin'
No you shit, you say you love them, I know you don't mean it
I you're irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it
Your trials and a burden, everyone felt it
Everyone heard it, shots, corners cryin' out
You was deserted, where was antennas again?
Where was your presence, where was your support you pretend?
You ain't no brother, you ain't no disciple, you ain't no
A friend never leave Compton for or leave his best friend
Little brother, you promised you'd watch him before they him
was your antennas, on the road, bottles and bitches
You faced time the one time, that's
You even time instead of a hospital visit
You should he would recover, well
The couldn't stop the bleeding for real
Then he died, God himself will say "you failed"
You try

I know your nigga
Mood swings is nigga
I know depression is restin' on your heart for two nigga
I know you and a couple block boys been speakin' nigga
Y'all damn near beefin', I seen it and your the nigga
And if this bottle could talk I cry myself to
everything is your fault
Faults breakin' to pieces, on every weekend
Because you shook as as you knew confinement was needed
I know secrets
Don't let me tell them to the world about that you thinkin'
And time you I'm bout to hurl
I'm up, but I'm not as fucked up as you
You just can't get right, I think heart made of bullet proof
Shoulda killed yo ass a long ago
You shoulda filled that black revolver blast a time ago
And if those could talk it would say "you gotta go"
And if I told secrets
The world'll money can't stop a suicidal weakness