Kid Wcked - ​g i v e . ​m e

{intro}
W​​cked
With a pen and a pad
Picking up pieces of relationships
People left in the past, it’s
Wcked
With a pen and a pad
Picking up pieces of relationships
People left in the past, go
Taking a look at the grudges i’ve been holding lately
Maybe i should just forgive these
Cus i know karma gonna be haunting me
Still, i’m just wondering, what did you give me

{chorus}
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me

{verse 1}
It’s kinda crazy when the people that you call yours
Treat you like your “other” and you’re like, what was it all for
Talking like a friend, acting like a foe, fuck is that
Cus you know damn well i never gave you that shit
Nothing but good to you, took it and never gave it back
If i was matching your energy, you would hate my ass
I’m just getting my get back, then i’m above it
Y’all niggas gon be stuck, but it’s easy for me to get past shit
If i’m honest, you ain’t gotta care, you ain’t gotta love me
But don’t act like you give a fuck just wanna fuck me
Or, just for attention, affection, or money
Don’t come at me funny, i ain’t laughing
But i guarantee you that i’mma have the last one
That’s some shit, i might get active
Now i’m past the point of being a pacifist
Niggas shifty, on some slick shit tryna diss me
When i was showing love
Still, i’m wondering, what did you give me
Really

{chorus}
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
But what did you give me

{verse 2}
Some of y’all stay on dick, more than me and that's fucking wild
Some of y'all play my shit like a fan and still treat me like a child
Girl i used to call my best friend start acting toxic
And your mom be stalking my posts, too
Ain’t it ironic
I was here for you when i was down, feeling sad as fuck
Now i’m up, you were fake, i had to leave you in the dust
It’s cool, but next time you down bad, i ain’t the one you can run to
Screaming out “fuck that, fuck you”
Bitch

{interlude}
On god, dissed me for some niggas who don’t give a fuck about you
But i’m the one who “grew apart” from you? fuck out of here, bro
What did you give me
I hope you get what you give
I hope you get what you give
One more thing

{verse 3}
And as for damien, i hope that death comes for his ass
I hate him, and if i see him, i swear i’ll tell him that
I’m hoping nobody ever fuck with my sis again
Because i don’t become a killer, but if a man
Ever wanna cross or stab her back, i’ll stab him back
Come for him with all the heart i have, and give him a heart attack
And he wrestles, so it’s wraps when i get in the ring
Turn to a reaper, fans in the back, screaming “let him win!”
His last battle’s gonna be at the pearly gates
Going back and forth with jesus christ, begging to let him in
That a line you don’t cross, coming for my people
I’m preaching love, but i’ll blur the lines between good and evil
Don’t let me find him, cus i won’t be so innocent then
I don’t care who he’s with either, y’all can bury a friend
No billie, but when you fall asleep, you’ll be sent to hell
And when the party’s over, i’ll end it like track 12

{outro}
Sorry
Niggas wanna play the victim so hard
When she’s the one who put herself
In almost every issue she ever complained about, bro, i-
Ight
I need to calm down
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