Hurt Songtext
I show nothing but love to you
Niggas looking for something to do
Throw me under a bus or two
Only ride if I bust a move
I can’t sit around waiting on niggas
That just ain’t what a hustler do
Not the type to be comfortable
Switch it up and do somthing new
I don’t know when to call it quit
Ain’t a hundred you counterfeit
Niggas looking for something to do
Throw me under a bus or two
Only ride if I bust a move
I can’t sit around waiting on niggas
That just ain’t what a hustler do
Not the type to be comfortable
Switch it up and do somthing new
I don’t know when to call it quit
Ain’t a hundred you counterfeit
And you gotta watch you back
It be the niggas you counted with
I know it don’t really sound legit
I had to stay on my own too
Niggas don’t know what I’m going through
Yea, I ain’t gone hold you
Man this shit got me hurt for real
Got this shit out the dirt for real, I rather work then chill
Keep me distracted, type of shit make you wanna go crack the seal
Pop the pill not for real, I can never go backwards
Put the pieces perfect with the passion
Watch me turn a bucket to a Aston Martin, push to start
And fasten your seatbelt, I’m finna do the dash and harder
Plus she telling me go faster
I don’t wanna see me ever crash to wall
And drop the ball, but gas it
What if I run it up and they acting phony
Grab the 40 then pack in on me
I Know I’m sounding dramatic homie I can’t put nothing past it homie
I’ve been dealing with facts only
I’ve been dealing with family only
Why you wanna turn backwards on me
Feel Like they wanna Al Capone me
Gotta keep something fat on me
I can never go back, boney
I show nothing but love to you
Niggas looking for something to do
Throw me under a bus or two
Only ride if I bust a move
I can’t sit around waiting on niggas
That just ain’t what a hustler do
Not the type to be comfortable
Switch it up and do somthing new
I don’t know when to call it quit
Ain’t a hundred you counterfeit
And you gotta watch you back
It be the niggas you counted with
I know it don’t really sound legit
I had to stay on my own too
Niggas don’t know what I’m going through
Yea, I ain’t gone hold you
Man this shit got me hurt for real
It be the niggas you counted with
I know it don’t really sound legit
I had to stay on my own too
Niggas don’t know what I’m going through
Yea, I ain’t gone hold you
Man this shit got me hurt for real
Got this shit out the dirt for real, I rather work then chill
Keep me distracted, type of shit make you wanna go crack the seal
Pop the pill not for real, I can never go backwards
Put the pieces perfect with the passion
Watch me turn a bucket to a Aston Martin, push to start
And fasten your seatbelt, I’m finna do the dash and harder
Plus she telling me go faster
I don’t wanna see me ever crash to wall
And drop the ball, but gas it
What if I run it up and they acting phony
Grab the 40 then pack in on me
I Know I’m sounding dramatic homie I can’t put nothing past it homie
I’ve been dealing with facts only
I’ve been dealing with family only
Why you wanna turn backwards on me
Feel Like they wanna Al Capone me
Gotta keep something fat on me
I can never go back, boney
I show nothing but love to you
Niggas looking for something to do
Throw me under a bus or two
Only ride if I bust a move
I can’t sit around waiting on niggas
That just ain’t what a hustler do
Not the type to be comfortable
Switch it up and do somthing new
I don’t know when to call it quit
Ain’t a hundred you counterfeit
And you gotta watch you back
It be the niggas you counted with
I know it don’t really sound legit
I had to stay on my own too
Niggas don’t know what I’m going through
Yea, I ain’t gone hold you
Man this shit got me hurt for real
