Clumsy

Lyrics

[Intro] Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that? Yeah [Chorus] 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 [Verse] I don't like to meet new friends 'cause I love D I'm gon' slide 'bout Lavier, 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 surе lawyers paid, you know how that be They pickеd 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, run it back 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 pointdexters 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 Day26 Know you seen me with the gnat, but I ain't with the bitch Know you think I'm to the neck, but I came with the stick [Chorus] 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