kasualty Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
What he say, yeah, faded, this the usual
Shit been gettin' ugly for me
My bitch say i'm beautiful
Know my head be hot every time I'm usin' em
Too many situations happens
Cause we don't be diffusin' em
Feel like I'm wastin' all my love for them
I'm makin' they problems mine
I'm finna come take back all my blood from them
They ask em why he run with them
In the trap house, he go dumb with them
Through the grapevine, n***a be talkin' like that
But in real life, can't do nothin' to him
Cause n***a be moving smarter than they ever thinkin
Crash out, I got every reason
But that's how they wanna see me
Everybody clonin' me
Some much you ain't never see
You probably wouldn't wanna be me
They tryna make it hard for me to be me
Still fuck all the opps and them
We been stop boxin' them
Since lil' bro caught an M
When I be in the hood, my chances slim
Cause I'm always ready to shoot that bitch like Patty Mills
So much hateful shit they say to me
They mad as hell
Smile at my face, but in the back of me
They sendin' shells
Bruh in a case it was a casualty
Hope he prevail
Love and hate relationship
With half of them, I tend to dwell
Mafi
Cross me again, I'll probably murder bout it
It's like everything just feel deep as hell
When you feel that you solid
We was young as hell
Remember, everything changed
When lil' bro caught that body
Nobody stay the same
Even your kids changed on you
Gotta want better for yourself
Or the right bitches ain't gon' want you
You can't make excuses
Gotta go get it like you supposed to
They don't show love when you here
But if you not livin', they gon' post you
They hurt me deep
I ain't say it verbally
I just take a mental note
Now, ain't nobody heard from me
Had the devil on my side too long
Think I deserve some peace
Every time I'm down, I throw back
I guess I'll go lurk for p's
Yeah, nigga
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, he say
Faded, this the usual
Shit been gettin' ugly for me
My bitch say i'm beautiful
Know my head be hot every time I'm usin' em
Too many situations happens
Cause we don't be diffusin' em
Feel like I'm wastin' all my love for them
And makin' they problems mine
I'm finna come take back all my blood from them
They ask em why he run with them
In the trap house he go dumb with them
Do the grapevine, nigga, be talkin' like that
But i'm real life can't do nothin' to him