Sensitivity

Lyrics
[Intro] She was absurd Rolling this herb Calming her nerves, uh Keep coming in third Why I keep on coming in third? This ain't this shit I deserve All of this work I be grinding every year [Chorus] Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive [Verse 1] They forgot all about me Like this shit was geometry Life ain't got shit to do with shapes But all my pockets ought to be Niggas living fiction, horror stories Like they JK Rowling written Yeah, I'm MJ, I'm Jordan, nigga Steph Curry, score percentage Yeah, I'm always goin' in and it's cool Came out like a fool, 'cause I was really out here Sleepin' on so many couches, in the backseats She was harder than a New York nigga calling taxi Yeah, I grew up with the New York men, and that's why I move so rapping Yeah, I'm fresh to death but, oh, no, no, no, no, no, no casket Yeah, I love my dad, so I know I'm not no bastard I just roll some more cactus All this green for the pain All this green, I gotta gain Talkin' washin' machines, yeah Saint Louis bitch, stay right there She said she really wanna hit it right there Tell my Saint Louis bitch, stay right there She said she really wanna hit it right there Lightwork, It's lightwork Got this money on my mind, I don't like her, yeah I got this money on my mind, I don't like her [Bridge] I ain't trippin' bout' y'all, wooh Gotta get money, my dawg, wooh Gotta get money, my dawg, wooh Gotta get money, my dawg, wooh Money the root of all evil, ooh But I'm good with my people, ooh Money the root of all evil, ooh But I'm good wit my- I ain't trippin' bout' y'all, wooh Gotta get money, my dawg, wooh Gotta get money, my dawg, wooh Gotta get money, my dawg, wooh Money the root of all evil, ooh But i'm good wit my people, ooh Money the root of all evil, ooh Don't get so damn sensitive [Chorus] Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive Why these niggas so sensitive? All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive All these niggas so sensitive
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- Writers
- Pi’erre Bourne