Kuru — pretty things
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[Intro]
You lo— Y-You lo— You—
[Chorus]
It ain’t what it seem when she tell me pretty things
[?] I got these dreams you won’t believe
[?] on my feet
I’m just chillin’ by the street, got my bands, and I’m relieved
Wake up [?] every night
[?]
[?] I don’t know which is right
Got too many doors to take, I can’t decide
[Verse 1]
To be honest, I don’t like that, but please show me the price tag
You don’t hear my nightmares, but my brain don’t wanna fight back
I just got [?] when I had to get my life back
I don’t really care ’bout what they say, ’cause I’m not like that
I was lighter than a feather
I got my arteries [?] weather
If you wanna write me a letter, but I ain’t trusting no bitch named Heather
I told him stop flexing his clothes he spending a rack and can’t put it together
I told ’em I don’t want no ho, ’cause that shit ain’t my endeavor
[Bridge]
Put brakes on my thoughts, I don’t wanna weep
I don’t wanna see what they want me to be
Not allowed to speak, but I guess it’s different times
I’ma just say I’m fine, ’cause I don’t want you worried all the time
[Verse 2]
[?]
[?] worried ’bout myself, could’ve been a lot
With helix, yeah, we get a lot, and
I was seeing through your lies and shit, but I ain’t really need yo’ [?] anyway
I don’t care where you talk yo’ shit, ’cause all of my bros [?]
They gonna slide
[?]
With helix, and we in the spotlight
[?] work it out
Run to the bag, like I’m on Adderall
Why is they [?]? Swear to God that they
Want me to fall, oh-oh, oh-oh
[Chorus]
It ain’t what it seem when she tell me pretty things
[?] I got these dreams you won’t believe
[?] on my feet
I’m just chillin’ by the street, got my bands, and I’m relieved
Wake up [?] every night
[?]
[?] I don’t know which is right
Got too many doors to take, I can’t decide (Decide)
[Part II]
[Verse]
Hop in that new fucking coupe
Helix, you know that’s the crew
I don’t gotta say it twice (Say it twice, say it twice)
You know I stay with my crew
[?]
Look like I can’t be too nice
Hop in that ATV, I don’t fuck with squeakers, they squeak on computers
I just been getting my bands all day, you stay inside like a loser
You had one-two-three-four-five of those chances, I swear that you ain’t even take one
I ain’t even talking my shit, yeah, and you know I’m just having fun
I wanna go forever, got no friends, and they switch like the weather
[?] you put it for ransom, I promise it ain’t getting better
[?]
I think you not really built for this shit, ’cause you can’t really handle the pressure
And I don’t wanna blow up without you, ’cause you wanna copy everything that I do
And when I tell you [?] just be you
You don’t do, anything you’ll refuse
All of that money is make-believe, your bros, you live in a fairy tale
[?] you know I ain’t copping for resale
