Jahlotto - Rumors (feat. Mattie Ice)

They gone paint that image like you a bad person, just to make them feel good
A image don't define who you are, you define who you are, fuck the rumors
Things will get better before it gets worse, yeah
They want my face up on a shirt, yeah
They speaking bad up on my name they want me missing
All the stories they make up, they believe that bullshit
Man I riding in that 4 door car swerving
Ima rollercoaster but I know I'm worth it
These bitches stay inside my eyes I close my curtains
And I done healed from all this pain no more hurting
If that bitch doing that subpar got to move around
I don't fuck lame hoe when I'm inside got to make a sound
And for my bitch ill beat a bitch up ain't no pound for pound
Headshot hit a nigga top missing baby yeah like a cap and gown
I got my head up and her face down
She try to runaway, hit from the back, screaming my name out
She told her friends bout the good dick, got her insane now
I tried to run out the crib no Shannon Brown, baby did a chase down
Why these bitches all in my face now
When I'm tied up and I'm locked down
They want to pop out, when sun out, and my name out
And why these niggas all on my dick, i don't want a son now
You cant believe what a bitch, got to come find out
They really telling lies to the world, keeping you away from me
I'm a good man with a heart, I can show you things
You suppose to be on my side and stay with me
Even when im broke from the inside side, she still embracing me
Things will get better before it gets worse, yeah
They want my face up on a shirt, yeah
They speaking bad up on my name they want me missing
All the stories they make up, they believe that bullshit
Man I riding in that 4 door car swerving
Ima rollercoaster but I know I'm worth it
These bitches stay inside my eyes I close my curtains
And I done healed from all this pain no more hurting
They throwing dirt on my name, they just want my place
Bae I got the key to your hurt, I can't be replaced
Niggas hate throwing shade up, but smile up in your face
No matter what haters say, your going to be my bae
Aye, shopping sprees and expensive things
Girl ill buy you the finer things
Cashing out on everything
Your ex bro can't fuck with me
Racks stuffed all in my jeans
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Locked in buy anything
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Things will get better before it gets worse, yeah
They want my face up on a shirt, yeah
They speaking bad up on my name they want me missing
All the stories they make up, they believe that bullshit
Man I riding in that 4 door car swerving
Ima rollercoaster but I know I'm worth it
These bitches stay inside my eyes I close my curtains
And I done healed from all this pain no more hurting

Written by:
JEREMY WILLIAMS

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