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Miss Alinda
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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(Miss Alinda) Dubba-AA-Flex How you doin' pretty lady? Slime, I'm fine, I'm coolin', I ain't on shit Louie Bandz made another one I just overcame some shit, and man, I'm feeling so better And I ain't trippin' ‘bout a thing, because I noticed I'm special Last relationship I was in, it ain't work out, I'm too selfish Social media got my name wrong, it's time that I settle Cause I'm a gangsta baby, tell me can you love a thug? And everybody bangin', we be crankin' every time it's up And if I show her off, I know it's good, nobody real as her Cause you know that I'd do anything just to have your love Cause baby I've been trippin' lately, weed got me concentrated That lean got me with several faces You don't like how I've been actin' lately Don't know why I led her on ‘cause deep inside I don't want nobody But if I don't man up that shit only leave me humiliated And you can do better, no, I don't want no problems instigated You want something different, well, let me say I ain't that nigga baby Cause you can upgrade from any person or situation You get through that stage, you could avoid all the confrontations My baby mama trippin', if you fuck with me then don't fuck with that You say it's fuckin' with you, tell me how if I let go of that Let people live they life, what make them happy, you should go with that Cause I'ma do my shit, now that I'm up I'm never going back Cause I know that I tried, I confessed to all them lies Forever on the rise, I got killers on my side If you look me in my eyes, you can notice that I'm tired Cause I'm trying to capitalize, but it's the same shit every time, you need advice If that's your nigga and y'all fight, you don't walk out for a thang If that's your friend, that's to the end, it ain't no reason to change Up in that North, where I reside, forever reppin' my gang I never asked for none of this, I never wanted a thing Never gave a fuck 'bout what they felt, I was loyal to myself Vest up on my chest, gun by my belt, I play what I was dealt Cheat on who you with, you don't need them, you only yourself That don't make you a ho, if you go fuck round' with somebody else Don't let nobody tell you that, do want I want, you do what you can Won't be a part of what they going, I guess I'm less than a man Not postin' shit 'bout how I feel, my feelings up in the sand When they come out they probably stunt, like he just up, left, and ran Nigga, you a king, they bow down to the throne Baby, you a queen, you've been doin' it on your own Oh, yeah, oh, Miss Alinda, where you at? I need your help, I got some demons by my bed Oh, Miss Alinda, tell me how to beat the system Oh, Miss Alinda, come and help me kill these niggas Miss Alinda, it ain't no love for my type of niggas Miss Alinda, it was a symbol, somethin' to do with rituals Stupid bitch said he gon' kill me, catch him, it's a go (Bitch what up?) I'm with some niggas, I ain't with beefin', catch 'em, they gon' blow Remember all that shit you said, I drew down at the store And told you, “I'ma bust your head, don't do that shit no more” And I just bought a brand new 'Vette, with that room on the dash And I just came up with a plan, bitch, I'll turn up on your ass And I just bought a brand new Patek, every diamond look like glass And I can shoot that .30 steady, I'ma burn a nigga ass Nigga, you a king, they bow down to the throne Baby, you a queen, you've been doin' it on your own Oh, yeah, oh, Miss Alinda, where you at? I need your help, I got some demons by my bed Oh, Miss Alinda, tell me how to beat the system Oh, Miss Alinda, come and help me kill these niggas Miss Alinda, it ain't no love for my type of niggas Miss Alinda, it was a symbol, somethin' to do with rituals
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