I'm tired of them snitches
They stab your back and still put stitches
Cause you problem, pretend to fix it
Make plans with you but they switch things
I told you my idea but you pitched it
We out there at every picnic
But behind, you try to ***** me
I trusted, but all u do is trick me
I showed you my heart but you ditched me
It all feels like a film trick!
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC
I'm tired of them snitches
They stab your back and still put stitches
Cause you problem, pretend to fix it
Make plans with you but they switch things
I told you my idea but you pitched it
We out there at every picnic
But behind, you try to ***** me
I trusted, but all u do is trick me
I showed you my heart but you ditched me
It all feels like a film trick!
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