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Ain't Sorry (feat. JD Ballin' & T Hil)

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You better hold on to your soul In the night they be lurking yeah You better hold onto your hope When your vision get dirty yeah Hope when you say you love me you mean it All this cold in my heart I'm anemic All this fake and betrayal I seen it Murder, murder, keep killing these demons Type of murder leave blood on the scene yeah Type of killing, I keep putting on for my city I'm on some type of shit I got this money on me It's gon make your bitch show me her titties And I got this pack on me in the party Light me up, I mix the dark with Bacardi Make all this pain go away this I ain't sorry No more, no more, no more, no more No I ain't sorry, no more, no more, no more, no more You know that this shit could get gritty So I stay to myself they don't get me Imma keep counting these racks to a milli You stupid you dumb or lil nigga you silly I come in and kill the whole game till it's empty I aint sorry no more for nobody They tell me think smart but I want the harder way harder way hmm Take it I go all the way hmm It can't be too far away hmm I just keep balling like a young nigga Hardaway Hardaway hmm Far away far away hmm (Sorry No) You better hold on to your soul In the night they be lurking yeah You better hold onto your hope When your vision get dirty yeah Hope when you say you love me you mean it All this cold in my heart I'm anemic All this fake and betrayal I seen it Murder, murder, keep killing these demons Type of murder leave blood on the scene yeah Type of killing, I keep putting on for my city I'm on some type of shit I got this money on me It's gon make your bitch show me her titties And I got this pack on me in the party Light me up, I mix the dark with Bacardi Make all this pain go away this I ain't sorry No more, no more, no more, no more No lo siento mami I can't sleep cause I got insomni You got me you got me Confidence not cocky You know all my reasons what should I believe in Your words or your actions cause they been misleading I'd rather leave your heart broken than hopeless I put in time and energy you know this Words got me twisted you talk with no motives It's like you just say things to see if I'll notice And I noticed Ain't the move lemme give you a pro tip All these fans want my love and my focus All these plans we been puttin in motion All these bands we been praying and hoping Got a lot on my plate so when you come this way And start shit and start spilling emotions Sometimes my heart just feel like it's frozen You better hold on to your soul In the night they be lurking yeah You better hold onto your hope When your vision get dirty yeah Hope when you say you love me you mean it All this cold in my heart I'm anemic All this fake and betrayal I seen it Murder, murder, keep killing these demons Type of murder leave blood on the scene yeah Type of killing, I keep putting on for my city I'm on some type of shit I got this money on me It's gon make your bitch show me her titties And I got this pack on me in the party Light me up, I mix the dark with Bacardi Make all this pain go away this I ain't sorry You better hold on to your soul In the night they be lurking yeah You better hold onto your hope When your vision get dirty yeah Hope when you say you love me you mean it All this cold in my heart I'm anemic All this fake and betrayal I seen it Murder, murder, keep killing these demons
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