Pressed - TRUTH

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You never gave me the love I deserved
But I never kicked you out 'cause I loved the comfort
I wanted you first, I need you first
You never needed me but you pleased me when it worked
For you
That’s the truth, same truth that i'm trying to get over
I gave you everything, you weren't even close to me
You, you, you, you, nah, you never needed my soul
I was just another go, ’nother late night hoe, goddamn
You tried to fuck me one time, fuck me two times
Fuck me over again
I guess thats okay
Go ahead fuck me over, fuck me over, fuck me over, fuck me over, fuck me over another time, damn
You taught me some shit, like man

pre-Chorus
And you gave your heart to someone who don't care
'Cause when you love too hard you gon' find out love ain't fair
Pull up a chair, 'cause i'm not there
Next to you
I'm not gon’ tell you the truth, yeah

Chorus
You don’t need nobody if you got 10k in your pocket
Everyday you wan' purchase new watches
They used to hate on you, now they gon’ watch it
"I like they sound" "Like bro when you droppin'?"
Don't talk to me like that, no way
Go ahead talk to me like you talked before
To all of my DMs, keep "no" though
Cause he fuckin' with my shit so I leave her alone
They my back like i’m wearing VLONE
She want my Heart but I only got Chrome
They watching my shit like it's Home Alone (damn)
She told me "come over", she home alone
Nah
I want a pretty girl, pretty standards
You know what i'm on 'cause im petty
She want that good shit, "bring Amoretti"
I read it out, she the best like Messi

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18, how I been in my bag
19, two mil' in my hand
Like me, no one like me, goddamn
High speed, don't see me when I pass
2023, wanna fuck 'cause i'm poppin'
2024, new bitch wanna hop in my whip
She fuck with my flow and she fuck with my drip
Why do people keep on saying all this shit?

pre-Chorus
And you gave your heart to someone who don't care
'Cause when you love too hard you gon' find out love ain't fair
Pull up a chair, 'cause i'm not there
Next to you
But I'm gon' tell you the truth, yeah

Chorus
You don't need nobody if you got 10k in your pocket
Everyday you wan' purchase new watches
They used to hate on you, now they gon' watch it
"I like they sound" "Like bro when you droppin'?"
Don't talk to me like that, no way
Go ahead talk to me like you talked before
To all of my DMs, keep "no" though
Cause he fuckin' with my shit so I leave her alone
They my back like i'm wearing VLONE
She want my Heart but I only got Chrome
They watching my shit like it's Home Alone (damn)
She told me "come over", she home alone
Nah
I want a pretty girl, pretty standards
You know what i'm on 'cause im petty
She want that good shit, "bring Amoretti"
I read it out, she the best like Messi
 
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