BLEED

I can make you—

That bitch sweet just like cinnamon (That bitch sweet) Knew it would taste sweet when I kissed her (When I kissed) I get what I motherfuckin' want All the cities that I've been in, all the shit I got, I wished for (Yeah, I wished) I do what I can for the ones I love Doin' what I can, leave a nigga lookin' stunned (Leave a nigga lookin' stunned, yeah, yeah) I told you niggas I'm the one (I told you niggas I'm the one, yeah, yeah) Buyin' all this shit, I'll probably use it for a week Switch whips, ain't no motherfuckin' whip that I'ma keep Never see me, gotta make sure that I keep up my mystique Even when you niggas see me, you don't see the shit I see I don't give a fuck about nobody that's gon' make me weak Lost touch, give a fuck if a nigga live or bleed (If a nigga live or bleed) Don't you see? (Don't you mothefuckin' see?) Oh yeah, ain't nobody I'm a fan of When I say I'm not a fan, everybody wanna talk and shake your motherfuckin' head In the end, I'm just left with all these opps and no more friends Well, that's the icing on the cake I love when niggas that I love turn fake This what make another nigga lose faith, but I I, I can make you— But I love when I'm hated by so many, it's so flattering (Yeah, I love it) You must thought I'd probably never handle it (But I did) You must wanna see me in my grave Rather be inside my grave than be locked up in a cage (Now I'm in it, yeah) Ask me 'bout my feelings, I can't feel it (I don't feel) Every day they want me gone, but I'm walkin' still Bitch, I'm trained to kill (Trained to kill, trained to kill, trained to kill)

Say that time is moving slow So slow, you try to talk to me I'd rather you not breathe Still we're talking on the phone It's just a matter of time I let go