It doesn't always gotta be so serious
The world's kinda crazy fast and furious
Sometimes you just want escape from fear with bliss
Looking at yourself with a mirrored glimpse like
Everything will be better with another hit
Loving lit
Situations more than you love your kids
See it all the time ain't no body really knew to this
Except the small child that has to go through this shit
Growing up alone in a cold world with out love
Before they ever shine, small stars become dust
The shit some kids see just trying catch a school bus
All because you'd rather do drugs while drunk getting f*cked
No time to candy coat it when you're not listening
So I made a made a fire beat just get a little spins
I really wish the best for all the lost thots
Fellas you're up next cuz a lot of times you're the cause...
You wonder why they call ya bitch
I bet ya hate this hate this song and shit
I betcha
You wonder why they always spit
A bunch of lines to get you on the dick
I betcha
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
Ok it kinda got serious
Too many kids in this world don't know who he is
Daddy never came home
Or momma kicked him out
There's other circumstances where there's no man of the house
Plenty f*ck boys over
You're probably one of them
She don't want a good man
Too embarrased of her kids
You brag about your babies
Especially on the gram
You're in it for the keys
Classic man hoe scam
You've never had a job that wasn't for a discount
Never for the check you hardly know how to count
Only with a woman until she tells ya to bounce
Nothing in your name not even prepaid accounts
Buster, dead beat, also a clown
I'm not trying to judge I'm just pointing it out
It's never too late as long you're above ground
But the longer it takes the harder it'll be to turn around
You wonder why they call ya bitch
I bet ya hate this hate this song and shit
I betcha
You wonder why they always spit
A bunch of lines to get you on the dick
I betcha
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
Gabriel James - I Betcha Lyrics
Gabriel James - I Betcha Lyrics
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It doesn't always gotta be so serious
The world's kinda crazy fast and furious
Sometimes you just want escape from fear with bliss
Looking at yourself with a mirrored glimpse like
Everything will be better with another hit
Loving lit
Situations more than you love your kids
See it all the time ain't no body really knew to this
Except the small child that has to go through this shit
Growing up alone in a cold world with out love
Before they ever shine, small stars become dust
The shit some kids see just trying catch a school bus
All because you'd rather do drugs while drunk getting f*cked
No time to candy coat it when you're not listening
So I made a made a fire beat just get a little spins
I really wish the best for all the lost thots
Fellas you're up next cuz a lot of times you're the cause...
You wonder why they call ya bitch
I bet ya hate this hate this song and shit
I betcha
You wonder why they always spit
A bunch of lines to get you on the dick
I betcha
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
Ok it kinda got serious
Too many kids in this world don't know who he is
Daddy never came home
Or momma kicked him out
There's other circumstances where there's no man of the house
Plenty f*ck boys over
You're probably one of them
She don't want a good man
Too embarrased of her kids
You brag about your babies
Especially on the gram
You're in it for the keys
Classic man hoe scam
You've never had a job that wasn't for a discount
Never for the check you hardly know how to count
Only with a woman until she tells ya to bounce
Nothing in your name not even prepaid accounts
Buster, dead beat, also a clown
I'm not trying to judge I'm just pointing it out
It's never too late as long you're above ground
But the longer it takes the harder it'll be to turn around
You wonder why they call ya bitch
I bet ya hate this hate this song and shit
I betcha
You wonder why they always spit
A bunch of lines to get you on the dick
I betcha
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
The world's kinda crazy fast and furious
Sometimes you just want escape from fear with bliss
Looking at yourself with a mirrored glimpse like
Everything will be better with another hit
Loving lit
Situations more than you love your kids
See it all the time ain't no body really knew to this
Except the small child that has to go through this shit
Growing up alone in a cold world with out love
Before they ever shine, small stars become dust
The shit some kids see just trying catch a school bus
All because you'd rather do drugs while drunk getting f*cked
No time to candy coat it when you're not listening
So I made a made a fire beat just get a little spins
I really wish the best for all the lost thots
Fellas you're up next cuz a lot of times you're the cause...
You wonder why they call ya bitch
I bet ya hate this hate this song and shit
I betcha
You wonder why they always spit
A bunch of lines to get you on the dick
I betcha
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
Ok it kinda got serious
Too many kids in this world don't know who he is
Daddy never came home
Or momma kicked him out
There's other circumstances where there's no man of the house
Plenty f*ck boys over
You're probably one of them
She don't want a good man
Too embarrased of her kids
You brag about your babies
Especially on the gram
You're in it for the keys
Classic man hoe scam
You've never had a job that wasn't for a discount
Never for the check you hardly know how to count
Only with a woman until she tells ya to bounce
Nothing in your name not even prepaid accounts
Buster, dead beat, also a clown
I'm not trying to judge I'm just pointing it out
It's never too late as long you're above ground
But the longer it takes the harder it'll be to turn around
You wonder why they call ya bitch
I bet ya hate this hate this song and shit
I betcha
You wonder why they always spit
A bunch of lines to get you on the dick
I betcha
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
You can go and keep on wondering
Writer: Gabriel Herrera
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid