Killing My Insides ft. YB 4KT Lyrics

I hope my feelings start to matter, I mean, hope your emotions not the shit that I read

I hope my ways is not the reason you leave, I hope one day the truth not bad as it seems

You know I'm a gangsta and ain't no changing that, tryna hold on to everything that I know

The only thing that make me smile

And once I leave, it ain't no coming back, I take my chance

Now you don't want me apart, I guess I leave you all of that

Diamonds flashing, that's the reason that you can't go back

I ain't happy, that's the reason that my heart froze back

I ain't have no ratchet, if I did, I'd let that thang go back

Cause you know, it ain't no pussy in my blood, I get it on baby

Nawfside, where I reside at

These bitches don't wanna face the fact they tryna hide me

These niggas broke up, then they tricked, they tryna ride me

I think that pussy bitch, you hating right on side me

Yeah, keep my eyes wide open, they tryna slime me

Yeah, I'm a rixh reaper, bitch, I'm too slimey

Know that I get grimy, I wish a nigga try to line me

He gon' need a ID, or he gon' need a IV

I know niggas envy, cause they don't got that shit that's in me

Two-Tone really him, all these niggas just pretend me

If I spin da bin, I'm giving smoke out like it's chimneys

Hop up with that blat this cutter, make these niggas high knee

I hope my feelings start to matter, I mean it

(Start to matter I mean it)

Hope your emotions not the shit that I read

(Its not the shit that im reading)

I hope my ways is not the reason you leave

(The reason you leaving)

I hope one day the truth, not bad as it seem

You know I'm a gangsta, ain't no changing that (Ouuuu Yeah)

Tryna hold on to everything that I know

The only thing that make me smile

And once I leave, it ain't no coming back

I take my chance, now you don't want me apart

I guess I'll leave you all of that

Hop on the beat, speak thug melodies

Know we neck deep inside the streets

Selling all the Ps and PTs

I'm only taking real percocets, they RPs

I whip that glizzy from designer bags and spin like CDs

Baby girl, I need you around me just to come and relieve me

But you gon' do the most, you think that I had it easy

I know that you not for me, see you tryna deceive me

I been saying they not for you, now you start to believe me

And I think it's too late, I been ahead of my thoughts, baby

And you can leave, keep all that shit that I bought, baby

Or you can stay around, get it right, play your cards, baby

And I ain't really trippin', you know I'm thuggin' hard, baby

I left you in the past, I can't make you a wife, baby

I been fucked up in the head ever since I lost life, baby

Most niggas get one life, I'm blessed that I had it twice, baby

Two-Tone be that reaper that's gon' creep through the night, baby

I hope my feelings start to matter, I meant it (start to matter, I mean it)

Hope your emotions, not the shit that I read

(It's not the shit that I'm reading)

I hope my ways is not the reason you leave

(Not the reason you leaving)

I hope one day that you not dead is the same

You know I'm a gangsta, ain't no changing that

Tryna hold on to everything that I know

The only thing that make me smile

And once I leave, it ain't no coming back

I take my chance

Now you don't want me apart

I guess I leave you all of that

Long Live K.I., young boy

Hey, nine