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Yelawolf

Genres: Hip-Hop

Heartbreak [explicit] Lyrics - Yelawolf

You used to be so cool, what the fuck happened to you? 

Look at what all this rapping and money-stacking will do 

I could've been stuck out in 'Bama, had I not flew the coop 

And my babies would suffer Christmas cause Santa ain't got no loot 

Uh, money ain't the issue, you say, that's funny now 

Cause money's all I could give you to shut your motherfucking mouth 

Here, take 20 grand and buy yourself a lawyer 

Shit, here's a whip so my kids ain't gotta walk to the store for ya, fuck 

Momma told me I should keep it real 

My record ain't selling, momma, I'm trying hard enough to keep a deal 

Meanwhile I'm throwing paper down into an empty pit 

I got a business I'm trying to run, man, fuck this bitch 

I should've seen it coming, she never pulled away 

I'm carrying her like an elephant on a dinner plate 

You gassed em, Yelawolf, you better pump your fucking brakes, asshole 

You got the nerve to wanna talk about heartbreak, hell no 

 

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Baby, I've been around, you know I've been around 

You know I've been around and I can't pretend to love you right now 

So you can go cry your heart out until you drown 

Hope you can swim it out cause I can't be friends with a friend like you tryna hold me down 

 

You got some nerve to be bad at me for, fuck, anything 

What have I done besides give you what I could not afford? 

The kids are happy cause they really don't know anything 

If they only knew what toys that their momma could afford 

The vacation they could be taking when daddy's on tour 

Wait, you are on vacation, that's what this shit is for 

I get it, I'm like the fountain of youth 

You're in the bed with your boo and you two are sipping courvoisier, true? 

This song ain't no diss, it's a living proof 

Skit of skin and tooth, the witch in you bit, left me with cracked roofs 

I ain't done, bitch, put this shit in loop 

Here's a melody so it sticks in your head like your tracks do, ooh 

You wanna walk around like it's all good 

Cause I'm the golden ticket to get out of the hood 

You better hope somebody gets more than I do 

Cause my will don't include you 

 

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There'll always be a special place 

For you in my bank account 

You fucking bitch 

 

There ain't no fucking way I'mma let you take this hard-earned money, bitch 

And I can't pretend to love you right now 

So you can go cry your heart out until you drown 

Hope you can swim it out cause I can't be friends with a friend like you tryna hold me down 

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