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Polo Mayesvillian - Anemic lyrics

Artist: Polo Mayesvillian

album: Anemic


Yaa Mayesvillian Pussy
Ya ya ya ya
Yeen gotta like me but I know you see me
Why my heart so cold I guess I so anemic
Cold hearted crippin but my soul bleedin
All my niggas dead or lock up I here for a reason
Gotta watch out for the cross you know these niggas scheming
Play ya cards right cuz all these bitches greasy
Back then I ain't used to pray cuz I thought I don't need it
I done let you eat up off my plate why you being greedy
Who want go to war with me
Bitch you know we war ready
And you know it's off with ya head
If the guys said it
Bitch I'm blowing straight Za
I don't do the synthetic
I'm with a lil bad bitch shawty into cosmetics
And you know them junkies on them needles like a diabetic
Niggas screaming get back but we back already
And if they screaming free a rat
Then that mean they all telling
Bitches be like why they on yo dick
I guess they all jealous
If you speaking on another nigga I can't fwu
It was always fuck niggas
Never could've trust niggas
Remember back when a nigga told me that's it up with me
We was spinning back to back
Three years straight it's stuck with me
I do this shit for all my niggas
Who been busting slugs with me
And it's free the fuckin Swipe
Yea I got some bloods with me
And this might be one hell of a night
Cuz yea I got them drugs in me
You swing on me gone lose yo life
I snuck it in the club with me
And you know that we standing on shit like a sofa yeaaa
Fuck with me and we gone fuck ya over
Smoke a opp blunt to the head boy I'm gettin loaded
You done fuck around & made this bed boy just get cozy
I ain't used to have shit now I gottem choosin
I got this lil cougar bitch say she want me to move in
Boy I was just a young nigga ran me up a cool ten
Chop the head off all the snakes cuttin off them loose ends
But look, is you really with a nigga
Or you plotting on the low
Matter of fact don't even tell me
I don't even wanna know
They acting like they love a nigga
But they tryna play me close
And fuck these fake ass rappers niggas trolls
It's free the bros
Yeen gotta like me but I know you see me
Why my heart so cold I guess I so anemic
Cold hearted crippin but my soul bleedin
All my niggas dead or lock up I here for a reason
Gotta watch out for the cross you know these niggas scheming
Play ya cards right cuz all these bitches greasy
Back then I ain't used to pray cuz I thought I don't need it
I done let you eat up off my plate why you being greedy
Yaa Mayesvillian Pussy

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