Spiteful Songtext
von Lady XO
Spiteful Songtext
I got P.T.S.D, traumatized, I feel the shit I′ve seen
I'd be craving on a daily, but I prosper in between
Any bottle lookin′ right at just might take it to the spleen
Got to cancel these emotions, for what just might pop a pain
Can't explain the way I feel, 'cause this dude don′t know what I mean
Sometimes I feel like what′s the point, 'cause they′re not gonna feel for me
I got some only sup I havin', I still feel the energy
I know they′re proud at how I'm coming, hope they help and rest in peace
I put effort in the hustle, how it′s easy when you leave
Didn't focus, now I'm spiteful, got some tricks up off my sleeves
Host a Grammy and you know it, ain′t no king without a queen
I be grateful for the times I felt defeat, yeah, I′m at peace
How to hassle, how to channel, lock me out? I got a key
Caught you off guard when you hurt him, fate as she got back to me
Those lips talk shit, you're goofy out here missing teeth
I can see it in your eyes that you′re a bitch, don't try to blink
I′m constantly reminded that I gotta move differently
If I'm home you always used to fuck with, now I don′t be stayin'
Listen, I remember gettin' hot over some dumb shit, I was trippin′
Know that she can circle back, I ain′t good cop, I got 'em win, yeah
I hate when they accuse me, they′d be judging just because it
But I always keep it real, not gon' convince you that I wasn′t
No, I really ain't going expect the fans to know I feel like Christmas
I still think about the past while I′d be living in the present
I ain't heard my mama's voice, it′s been a while
I think it′s that she hates herself that I'm a dog, and so she′s bitter nonetheless
At least my daddy say he miss me, couldn't speak ′til I was blessed
He don't know the shit I′ve done, had to protect his innocence
I ain't never wrote a statement in my life how you turned fake
I don't hang around no bumps ′cause they ain′t tryna get no cape
If it's beef, I′ve found a way you can get, we gon' make it shake
My homie got some sticky fingers, you would think he using tape (using tape, using tape)
If it′s beef, I've found a way you can get with, you gon′ make it shake, yeah
My homie got some sticky fingers, you would think he using tape (using tape)
Yeah
I'd be craving on a daily, but I prosper in between
Any bottle lookin′ right at just might take it to the spleen
Got to cancel these emotions, for what just might pop a pain
Can't explain the way I feel, 'cause this dude don′t know what I mean
Sometimes I feel like what′s the point, 'cause they′re not gonna feel for me
I got some only sup I havin', I still feel the energy
I know they′re proud at how I'm coming, hope they help and rest in peace
I put effort in the hustle, how it′s easy when you leave
Didn't focus, now I'm spiteful, got some tricks up off my sleeves
Host a Grammy and you know it, ain′t no king without a queen
I be grateful for the times I felt defeat, yeah, I′m at peace
How to hassle, how to channel, lock me out? I got a key
Caught you off guard when you hurt him, fate as she got back to me
Those lips talk shit, you're goofy out here missing teeth
I can see it in your eyes that you′re a bitch, don't try to blink
I′m constantly reminded that I gotta move differently
If I'm home you always used to fuck with, now I don′t be stayin'
Listen, I remember gettin' hot over some dumb shit, I was trippin′
Know that she can circle back, I ain′t good cop, I got 'em win, yeah
I hate when they accuse me, they′d be judging just because it
But I always keep it real, not gon' convince you that I wasn′t
No, I really ain't going expect the fans to know I feel like Christmas
I still think about the past while I′d be living in the present
I ain't heard my mama's voice, it′s been a while
I think it′s that she hates herself that I'm a dog, and so she′s bitter nonetheless
At least my daddy say he miss me, couldn't speak ′til I was blessed
He don't know the shit I′ve done, had to protect his innocence
I ain't never wrote a statement in my life how you turned fake
I don't hang around no bumps ′cause they ain′t tryna get no cape
If it's beef, I′ve found a way you can get, we gon' make it shake
My homie got some sticky fingers, you would think he using tape (using tape, using tape)
If it′s beef, I've found a way you can get with, you gon′ make it shake, yeah
My homie got some sticky fingers, you would think he using tape (using tape)
Yeah
Writer(s): John Paul Alicastro, Gregg Steven Wattenberg, Michael Conrad Lauri, Thomas Samuel Saltman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com