Weak
You talk a good game But can’t do the same When the play comes back to you Cuz I’m tryna be real But oops you don’t feel Me Did it hurt? You scared? Is your hearing impaired? Why you ran off like a whole child when I shared, “I Love you”? The part I think’s the worst Is your ass said it first Now got me over here tryna shove my heart back in my purse How you like that verse? Black enough for you? gotta luh dat... Let me get my mask back. You lied to me
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