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in my cup (bullet pt. 2) - roclas lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, uh
o*oh, o*oh
life don’t feel the same no more
but i like that, yeah

[chorus]
things done changed in a couple months
i was prayin’ for some kind of love
like the universe talkin’ from above
i’m askin’, what the h*ll is in my cup?
things done changed in a couple months
i was beggin’ for a little trust
like the universe hittin’ me with luck
i’m askin’, what the h*ll is in my cup?

[verse 1]
told her, “baby don’t waste my time,” yeah, yeah
heart cold, but my soul still shine, yeah, yeah
catch me starin’ at the night sky, yeah, yeah
hope the angels pick up my line, yeah, yeah
i don’t need friends, but i need some peace
everybody talk, but the words too cheap
one year ago i was down so deep
now i’m standin’ tall on my own two feet
labels wanna call, i just let it ring
i just want freedom, i don’t need a chain
she said that she love me, but it don’t feel same
i just sip slow, tryna numb my brain
can i, can i, can i, get im like a limbo
tryna turn the pain to a song when the time’s right
dead homies with me every time when i ignite
[chorus]
things done changed in a couple months
i was prayin’ for some kind of love
like the universe talkin’ from above
i’m askin’, what the h*ll is in my cup?
things done changed in a couple months
i was beggin’ for a little trust
like the universe hittin’ me with luck
i’m askin’, what the h*ll is in my cup?

[verse 2]
pull up, i slide every time, ho
countin’ these racks till my eyes close
f*ckin’ your shorty while you ride home
yeah, i’m f*ckin’ yo shorty while you ride home
ap bust down, new timezone
remember when i couldn’t even buy an iphone

[bridge]
straight flex, big checks, real sh*t, facts
like a kit kat, break off, that’s your b*tch, back
that’s your b*tch, back
i’m the man, yeah
can’t see you, countin’ bands, yeah
you broke still beggin’ for a hand, yeah
for a hand, yeah, ho
[verse 3]
i need that money, i’ll take the profit
.45 tucked in the jeans, don’t stop it
run up on me, you gon’ need a doctor
i’m sp*ce bound, rocket launcher, no problem
mixin’ henny with the pills, i’m exhausted
too high, shorty said i’m feelin’ toxic
talk tough, but they never move cautious
i pull up masked up, now he’s lost quick

[outro]
it was different, yeah, i know
i was broken, now i glow
had a vision, let it show
what kind of drugs am i on?

- roclas lyrics

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