| JEALOUSY IS A MOTHERFUCKIN' BITCH AND SO ARE YOU.
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| I hear you talkin and I don’t know what to think about it.
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| Yesterday was cool we were hanging at a kickback.
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| Just because the table’s turned now you turn you fuckin back.
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| Cowardly as fuck just like smokin fuckin crack.
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| Now we at the top and you still don’t get it.
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| Basic fucking bitches all around don’t sweat it.
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| I’m just sittin cool catchin looks from your bitch.
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| And she just sent me a text that says you got a small dick.
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| Cunt.
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| Go and cry about a bitch and write another little whiny fucking song about me.
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| Never gave a fuck and never will did you expect less
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| I just kick back under the shade of my money tree.
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| Everything I say makes a motherfucking headline.
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| I can’t even breathe without them talkin bout me that’s fine.
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| I’d rather suck it up and stay humble never jealous.
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| Because jealousy’s for fuck boys and you will never get it.
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| FUCK YEAH
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| Everybody’s having a good time.
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| But you don’t get it and you worry bout the small shit but I don’t sweat it nah.
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| Rolling around on the brink of confusion.
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| Stuck within your mind you find that you’re in a bind with time just like an
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| identity crisis.
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| Your jealousy’s a disease. |
| And my fist is the cure.
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| Shut the fuck up cunt.
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| FUCK YEAH
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| Everybody’s having a good time.
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| But you don’t get it and you worry bout the small shit but I don’t sweat it nah.
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| Rolling around on the brink of confusion.
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| Stuck within your mind you find that you’re in a bind with time just like an
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| identity crisis.
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| I hear you talking in your sleep. |
| And you still. |
| Remember. |
| My fucking. |
| Name.
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| Your jealousy’s a disease. |
| And my fist is the cure.
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| You’re a jealous cunt little bitch run and hide.
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| JEALOUSY IS A MOTHERFUCKIN' BITCH AND SO ARE YOU.
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| Shut the fuck up cunt.
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| I’m getting too old for this middle school shit.
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| Grown ass men acting like a little bitch.
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| Take me back in time somebody hit rewind to the days where music mattered drama
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| didn’t fly.
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| Schoolboy bitches didn’t get a fuckin mic.
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| Nobody was judged about the music that they like.
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| The scene was a family and everyone was happy.
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| Just to be an individual and not a jealous asshole. |