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part to blame - lil macks lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s only me and brodie hustling when money gets low
to this day, i say some prayers ‘fore i put on my clothes
intuition wasn’t wrong ’bout them stories you told me
in the past, you f*cked the wrong couple n*ggas, i know
it’s like you only get to choose your peace or happiness
you tried to say you weren’t an opp but i weren’t having it
b*tches taking turns, i had ’em lining at the radisson
it’s kinda strange how life is harder when you’re talented
yeah, these b*tches line you over breadcrumbs
and you ain’t read between the lines, you shoulda read more
we still out here doing sh*t they give my brother ten for
you ain’t moving like my b*tch so tell me what the f*ck i stress for
heinous how i’m living, probably why i read the test wrong
i redirected all the anger you weren’t meant for
and i’ve been missing, and i know that you worry
i’ll probably die before i tell you i’m sorry

[chorus]
and it don’t feel the same, i know i’m part to blame
my brodie died inside a car so i don’t want a range
trenches, ain’t no going back too much, there ain’t so much to gain
i promised i won’t cry inside my sleeve but now i’m here again
real n*ggas ain’t lasting, i ain’t got the answers for you
pray my lord forgive me, we were sliding, should be fasting
how you gonna tell your daddy that your lover is an artist?
ain’t a street n*gga you’ll find better than me, i’m being honest
[verse 2]
i keep on failing, gotta try different
life’s just full of broken hearts and one side of wishing
and you the reason for your pain so how can i amend it?
and how the f*ck you call him bro? that n*gga tryna get it
boujee b*tches going crazy for designer linen
and i might buy the shoes you like if you can ride for minutes
that fireman who bought the fire with him
probably woulda hurt me more if i weren’t lying to you
a couple days after you hit my phone, let’s try again
i see you’re following some dudes and now i’m tired again
and if i called you out for that, you’d probably cry again
yeah, so it’s better if i mind my business
pull up with a hair tie, my type of b*tches
mummy said, “they want you for your name”, i ain’t tripping
and i’ve been missing, and i know that you worry
i’ll probably die before i tell you i’m sorry

- lil macks lyrics

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