Lyrics Clumsy - Cash Kidd

Clumsy - Cash Kidd
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Date of issue: 23.12.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Clumsy

Damn, Machu, why’d you have to do 'em like that?
Yeah
I put my heart in your hands, you got clumsy
Gave some people a little fame and they said fuck me
You know I’ll give you my last, it’s just money
Know I’ma make it back, everybody ain’t that lucky
I’m at my shit at all times, they can’t touch me
If I crash out, without a doubt, it was my brodie
It was my dawg, he got envious, set up me
It was my broad, she got in her feelings, said fuck me
I don’t like to meet new friends 'cause I love D
I’m gon'
I know one thing
I keep reminiscin', creepin' down that one street
I gotta make sure Mar-Mar straight, so it’s fuck sleep
I gotta make sure lawyers paid, you know how that be
They picked bro up for a murder, he know that’s beat
Gang put in all them years, can’t smile no more
I can’t hold 'em back, got tears on the microphone
Sorry Marc, I need a line, I had to ask you
I ain’t tell him I was fucked up, that was my last few
Long as I got it, I’ll give it to you, I’ll be glad to
I’ll do whatever to see you happy, I’m sick of bad news
I just checked my account, ooh, I’m grateful
How you switch on the gang? Ooh, I hate you
Everything for a reason, I’m thankful
I’d trade it all just to see the smile on your face rule
I’d trade it all just to start over, runnin', get up together
In and out the 'spital, keep havin' problems with my blood pressure
I peep the envy, I’m havin' problems with my own section
Hop out, trippin', button on the stick like an umbrella
No handouts, this wisdom come from my own lessons
Cross my fingers when I told her we forever
My new bitch rich, my ex fuckin' with point Dexters
She be tryna bang my music, but he won’t let her
I got ninety-nine problems, a bitch ain’t one
I got ninety-nine hollows, it’s gon' take one
Put my niggas onto fraud, fuck the bank up
Gave her back to the streets, don’t bring her name up
Your bitch cute, I’m tryna fly from Bay to the 6
She know she fuckin' with a P like day twenty-six
Know you seen me with the gnat, but I ain’t with the bitch
Know you think I’m
but I came with the stick
I put my heart in your hands, you got clumsy
Gave some people a little fame and they said fuck me
You know I’ll give you my last, it’s just money
Know I’ma make it back, everybody ain’t that lucky
I’m at my shit at all times, they can’t touch me
If I crash out, without a doubt, it was my brodie
It was my dawg, he got envious, set up me
It was my broad, she got in her feelings, said fuck me

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