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• Artiste: Seddy Hendrinx
• Titre: Emotional, Pt. 2
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(Cannon) Now they believe in me, now they see I'm achieving Put time in this music shit, know the grind, I can't cheat it Devour these pussy niggas, the beef, I'm gon' eat it Find a way to do it every day, they know I'm the reason I done cut back on my autotune But I ain't cuttin' off on how much I'm gon' tote my stick I done cut back being public with my boos But I ain't cuttin' back on how much I'm gon' pop my shit And I know these niggas rookie to me, already in 2020 Already done hit the ho, he tryna beef 'bout the pussy My city quick to brag on me, they get nothing but love from me Try to keep that love at a distance, it might turn on me 'Cause when they see you shining and you finally say no That might be the day, be the day your homie turn foe That might be the day, be the day your main lady turn ho That's why my heart, it stay froze, I swear lil Sed'll never go, no, no Now they believe in me, now they see I'm achieving Put time in this music shit, know the grind, I can't cheat it Devour these pussy niggas, the beef, I'm gon' eat it Find a way to do it every day, they know I'm the reason I done cut back on my autotune But I ain't cuttin' off on how much I'm gon' tote my stick I done cut back being public with my boos But I ain't cuttin' back on how much I'm gon' pop my shit Me chasing my dreams done exposed how you really feel I love you, but it's fuck you, and I'm sorry, that's just how I feel Reality and distance got me seeing really how it is Understand these niggas too emotional for my kind Understand these niggas wasn't raised 'round my kind Heart up in that war, frontline, that's on two-nine Knew I was the one, showtime, that's in due time Deep off in that field, draft pick for the combine Pain and the trouble and the struggle where I found mine Hit the booth, may smoke a few to find a way to intwine The streets be talkin', niggas talkin', I don't pay it no mind It's chess with everything and I got pawns that'll come and take lives Now they believe in me, now they see I'm achieving Put time in this music shit, know the grind, I can't cheat it Devour these pussy niggas, the beef, I'm gon' eat it Find a way to do it every day, they know I'm the reason I done cut back on my autotune But I ain't cuttin' off on how much I'm gon' tote my stick I done cut back being public with my boos But I ain't cuttin' back on how much I'm gon' pop my shit