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Loving you is

I place blame when you
shame when you steal
Feel like you shit
Feel like you don't feel, confidence in
Breakin' on marble
Watchin' strangers tellin' me that I'm yours
But you ain't shit I'm convinced your talent's special
What can I him for
Nigga I can name
Situation had stopped with little sister bakin'
A baby inside, just a teenager your patience
Where was your
Where was the influence you of
You preached in front of 100,000 but never her
I fuckin' tell you, you failure you ain't no leader
I never liked you, forever you I don't need you
The world don't need you, don't let them you
Numbers lie too, fuck your pride too, for dedication
Thought money would change you, made you more
I fuckin' you, I hope you embrace it

I swear loving you is
Loving you is

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

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

Are you the why mama and them leavin'
No you ain't shit, you say you love them, I know you mean it
I know irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it
Your trials and a burden, everyone felt it
Everyone it, multiple shots, corners cryin' out
You was deserted, where was antennas again?
was your presence, where was your support that you pretend?
You no brother, you ain't no disciple, you ain't no friend
A friend leave Compton for profit 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 time the one time, that's unforgiven
You even faced time instead of a visit
You should he would recover, well
The surgery couldn't stop the for real
Then he died, God himself say "you fuckin' failed"
You try

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