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Mrs. Whoever Lyrics - Artist : SABA
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Way I see it I'm top 10 I never let a motherfucker try me nah I'm feeling the pressures I'm like a diamond y'all My family straight I'm getting what I need all 10, 000 hours I put the time into it All of the emotion that I felt You hate me then you hating on yourself My hand around her waist I'm like a belt Wealth so hard to get Keep it anonymous Cause once the public figures out Targets ain't hard to hit So proceed with caution They'll be supporting For things ya fortune can get To be from Austin, You see he God sent To be so fortunate Mrs. Mr. Whoever I pray All the time, All the same Sadly I see things I thought would change All the time, All the same I don't want shit I just called to say How's your day? Can't complain My phone open to you all today Work two ways I'm tired of motherfuckers hitting me up like you never hit me up Well that's what's up People be focused up on the accolades People you call your friends get to acting up It's sad as fuck Never satisfied People that I looked up to I'm passing by Doing everything I said I would be doing You never hear a nigga say that Saba lied Since a pacifier and the crib I was mad inspired as a kid No she didn't want me back then Now she Caroline in a ditch Took it as a lesson We don't wanna rush in Took her to a restaurant Now she is undressing I said it would happen That was manifesting And she threw it at me like a penny to a freshman aw Mrs. Mr. Whoever I pray All the time, All the same Sadly I see things I thought would change All the time, All the same I don't want shit I just called to say How's your day? Can't complain My phone open to you all today Work two ways |
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