HURT

Trust me I wanna see you hurt

For doing me dirt

Please don’t axe me why

I’ll stab you through your shirt

It might sound berserk

I do this shit for work

Now I ain’t gunna lie

I’ll be giving my word

There’s some things you don’t do

All night I prey for you

I’m known for being loyal

Like C. Breezy with them moves

Look you ain’t got no clue

I’m Sherlock with the glue

Imagine In a battle royal

I’ll rumble and crumble you

Don’t think I’m bluffing too

You’re huffing and puffing boo

If you see me smile

Like the jokes on you

I now know what to do

It’s peace I want for you

If It takes a while

Atleast I’m hurting you

Tell me what you gunna do

Peephole I’m watching you

I know you like my style

It’s coz I’m dripping too

I know you’re slipping through

With rounds I’m clipping you

Got a hitman on dial

Waiting to take shots at you

Trust me I wanna see you hurt

For doing me dirt

Please don’t axe me why

I’ll stab you through your shirt

It might sound berserk

I do this shit for work

Now I ain’t gunna lie

I’ll be giving my word