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tender man - jugg harden lyrics

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[intro]
mm
yeah

[chorus]
tender man
told my b*tch i’m insecure, can’t have no n*gga friends
pull up slidin’, crack a n*gga just like an easter egg
and i don’t feel bad for n*ggas, that n*gga made his bed
ain’t dropped no music in a year, they think he hate his fans
it’s a hundred steppers at his show just shakin’ dreads
how you broke when it’s like ten ways you can make a band?
showed you how to get some money, but i can’t make you, man

[verse]
i was f*cked up in these trenches tryna catch a wave
i’m in the field, i’m huntin’ n*ggas, i’m tryna catch a slay
f*ck my ho, i keep it p, n*gga, i’m far from lame
i gave you evеrything you asked for, b*tch, don’t start today
they say no weapons at my show, but i still brought thе k
i’m in the lam’, n*gga droppin’ thirty, i’m a hawk today
i take the draco everywhere, so i can’t get lonely
that’s so raven, already saw that you gon’ switch on me
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout my mood, but it’s a switch on me
ain’t call the princ*p*l to fight my bullies, you can’t pick on me
you hidin’ behind a fake page, but we know it’s you
i f*cked that b*tch sober, you tried her drunk, then she was hoin’ you
go broke, then i’m slimin’ n*ggas out, it’s nonnegotiable
he hardheaded, i’m tryna give him game, but he not coachable
if you say, “no cap,” then i probably won’t believe you
if i say i love you, n*gga, that mean that i need you
scorpion with the shoulder strap, i’ll f*ck around and sting you
i told him get some money, he’d rather strike, so i can’t lead you
used to scam my old hoes, don’t give a f*ck if i was wrong
know my brother feel my pain, communicate through youngboy songs
b*tches used to kick me out, i run the streets, can’t go back home
.223s rip through n*ggas’ tissue, that’s how you wipe his nose
i tell y’all when i be broke, so i can’t never get exposed
this b*tch wanna f*ck my brother, i can’t never keep no hoes
but i owe him a couple b*tches, though, i used to share his clothes
think i’m nonchalant, don’t dwell on no sh*t i can’t even control
alright, go back home
think i’m nonchalant, don’t dwell on sh*t i can’t control
[chorus]
tender man
told my b*tch i’m insecure, can’t have no n*gga friends
pull up slidin’, crack a n*gga just like an easter egg
and i don’t feel bad for n*ggas, that n*gga made his bed
ain’t dropped no music in a year, they think he hate his fans
it’s a hundred steppers at his show just shakin’ dreads
how you broke when it’s like ten ways you can make a band?
showed you how to get some money, but i can’t make you, man

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