Hurt Inside Lyrics

Acknowledge all my flaws

But I'm not far from the goat

Meli like Phil Jackson

This our third in a row

I regret this Moncler

My heart still feel froze

Balling like I'm Giannis

Swear my bucks never low

Made some fourth quarter plays

They calling Solo a closer

That Bitch really dumb

She couldn't see that I chose her

Block her, Swap her

Act like I don't know her

Masked up, tact up

Whole gang move like soldiers

Swear I gotta keep a thirty by my side in my city

That bitch clearly wasn't down to ride, I left her shitty

I'm the type that if you give me five, I'm breaking fifty

I could probably take your bitch, because I'm fly and I'm witty

I'm the type to grind and grind and grind and grind when it get gritty

Cartier

I don't got no time for no bitty

Hunnid K

That ain't on your mind, then you ain't with me

Winning play

Solo came in clutch, did you miss me

Swear I did so much, I bet they miss me now

They threw me in that water, tried to hold me down

Most hated in my city, that won't slow me down

Turned to neighborhood answer, bet they know me now

Swear I grew up in them trenches, where them dogs eat

If it ain't about no business, please don't call me

Spent a band on my jeans, my denim's costly

I'll put like fifty on yo head if you cross me, don't cross me

Oh, I'm so traumatized

Tell me that you're leaving, you won't tell me why

And I can't even lie, I was better on my own girl I was doing fine

Mixing all these drugs, to get a different high

Mixing up designer, get a different fly

Got a couple bitches, with a different vibe

I know that when you see me, it's gonna hurt inside

Swear I gotta keep a thirty by my side in my city

That bitch clearly wasn't down to ride, I left her shitty

I'm the type that if you give me five, I'm breaking fifty

I could probably take your bitch, because I'm fly and I'm witty

I'm the type to grind and grind and grind and grind when it get gritty

Cartier

I don't got no time for no bitty

Hunnid K

That ain't on your mind, then you ain't with me

Winning play

Solo came in clutch, did you miss me

Oh, I'm so traumatized

Tell me that you're leaving, you won't tell me why

And I can't even lie, I was better on my own girl I was doing fine

Mixing all these drugs, to get a different high

Mixing up designer, get a different fly

Got a couple bitches, with a different vibe

I know that when you see me, it's gonna hurt inside

It's gonna hurt inside, I know