Betrayed Lyrics

Pain just leaking out my heart been knew you was fucked up from the start

I'm moving guns to play my part Like I put you in here, I can take you out

Find that boy and draw the chalk, I can't live here no more, it's dangerous

Now, thought my girl will hold me down but I just see you like these pussy hoes

Fuck them hoes, they all the same Act like an angel, you gon' get exposed

Cause my God won't let me pay run, that mother ain't fuck on anybody

But my girl had it first Said she would not fuck on anybody

But she had did, me the worst Hoes the same, this shit a curse

I got my Glock, I'ma kill him first Fuck that boy, he dissin' back

I'll buy his girl a Prada purse, still tryna slide up in that scat pack

Shoot through his window, hit his shirt Pussy boy keep talkin' crazy like we ain't

leave shit in the hearse Hurt my heart, I need a nurse

Hide my pain, I know it hurt Know my songs, know all the words

But she know that fuck shit for the birds So as I let my Guard down this la hoe

Done snuck in little boys And they can't even do shit for you, girl

This my life, you destroy speak on me, my blood's poppin' out

I'm the brut, I'm stolen right I had a plan that I was droppin

I hope that bitch got me workin' hard Drop that shit, bitch, I ain't stoppin

I hope there's somethin' I will cook All on bourbon with that better stick

Fuck that ball shit on anybody Tryna play like I ain't wrong

He get to thinkin' like I ain't lookin' for him That's when we get to drop

In Houston, Texas with them sticks out Cause he thought that shit was sweet

Them bitches probably think I'm rich Nah, I ain't rich, but I ain't cheap

Movin' around, gotta keep my blick out You will not leave me to see

Goin' 200 for the zip, nah Movin' pack up in the streets

Makin' that rap money get your head, nah Free shit, K.O., fuck the P

I'm gettin' money, see me as a leg, nah You touch me, boy, you gon' see

That 30 stick up on my hip He get packed up inside the spliff

I put my heart up in his music And throw my feelings off the cliff

Like, oh, you heard me, tell yourself now All these bitches gon' get their dick

Turn up on you with this ratchet sweater Gotta make you sick

And I'm like, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I got all this Fendi in my clutch I got this honor clutch

My sport Balenciaga in my mind Look at my brothers, oh

They put their trust in me, you know I got it I can't lose

My pops ain't even here to see me win And I can't cruise

They pull me over, I'm goin' fast again Go to Cancun

With a bitch who love me, I don't even trip I'm in a zoo

With straight gorillas, cause you hoes ain't fish Pain just leakin' out my heart

They knew you was fucked up from the start I'm movin' guns to play my part

Like, I put you in here, I can take you out that bar

Try to chop, I can't live here, no more dangerous Now my girl will hold me down

Bad bitches like these pussy hoes Them hoes ain't all the same

Act like an angel, you gon' get exposed Cause my God won't let me pay

Round that mother ain't fuck on anybody But my girl had dick first

Sure she would not fuck on anybody But she had dick, me the worst

Hoes ain't the same, this shit a curse I got my guck, I'ma kill him first

Fuck that boy, he diss her back I'll buy his girl a Prada purse

Still tryna slide up in that scat bag She through his window, hit his shirt

Pussy boy keep talkin' crazy Like we ain't leave shit in the hearse