Pick Your Head Up

{Verse 1}
This song sound like bad news
To a ex
Or a person
How'd you lose me
How you lose me
Tell me how you lose me
God damn shawty
Let me tell you what to do with this
I was in my room thinking bout
Gripping pistols
And blasting at wack ass rappers
Bitch give me everything
You fuck niggas having
Since you want to brag
Then it shouldn't hurt you to give me more of it
Bitch i need it all nigga
Fuck nigga ima take everything that you got
For the pain
Bitch nigga i need all of it
Ima take everything that you got
For the motherfucking pain bitch
I need stacks
Nah beamon need racks
In the bank
Just withdraws, withdraws
Ima stand in
The castle nigga
With no drawls
No jaws i flow hard
Like no jaws it be going
I'll see you in the motherfucking morning
Aye, aye
Pick your head pick your head pick your head up
Girl
I don't know what you gone do when you hear this
This a song that
Be screaming fuck all my ex hoes
I don't got no love for none of yall
Fuck all yall

{Hook}
Yall gone see a young nigga ball
Yall gone see a young nigga ball
Yall gone see a young nigga ball
Yall gone see a young nigga ball
Yall gone see a young nigga ball
Yall gone see a young nigga ball
Yall gone see a young nigga ball

{Verse 2}
How you fena feel about this fake girl
Instead of playing in my curls
Now you looking with the envy
Could've been beautiful
Now you made it ugly
Girl you know that i was a chopper
Every single second that i had i was bussin
Every single song that i made
Yeah i'm nothing
You was in my arms
You was in my arms
Everything we had
Breaking it apart
Breaking me apart
Breaking down my heart
When i'm in the dark
Just me there
How the fuck could you do that
How the fuck could you do that
How the fuck could you do that
How the fuck could you do that
It's only me in this room right now
Yeah, that's what we're left with
I'm sorry...
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