J Avrey - HURTING ME Lyrics

I don't want you to be my dog cuz all the hatin' shit be hurtin' me
I peep the way these niggas move and I can't let it get to me
I got fancy hoes, Kentucky derby, bad bitch, she like Zah
Bag her up and then I break her, she say, Daddy, please don't stop

Your bitch tryna spend the night, she pack her bags and I might let her
Hoe I got my own shit goin' on, don't need your business
Talkin' all that tough shit ain't a factor, why the f*ck you bitchin'
Ayy, she like when I'm in Palm, angels, hoes wanna style me now

I can take it to the moon, baby, after I break you down
Whole time you a ten, babe, you a thirty when you smile
But you would think they love me, whole time wanna bring me down
Out the hood, got it off the muscle, you don't know none about that struggle

I couldn't swim, but I was in that water, you couldn't tell me shit
They be like, where you been
They like, damn, jit, what happened? You used to be the man
But they don't know, I lost my brother, then I lost my friend

One man, band, that's just how it is
My brother took a bullet to the chest, I've been f*cked up since
I've been tryin' not to sin
It's the f*ckin' life we live, it's the life we live

Cause , I've been drinkin' all that drink and poppin' all these pills
If you ain't talkin' bout no money, I won't even call back
And if you ever disrespect me, I'ma have to fall back
Cause I'm the type of nigga come with nothin', leave with somethin

Cause we got thirty's, blocks , & sticks, so we can't get the bumpin
I don't want you to be my dog, cause all the hatin' shit be hurtin' me
I peep the way these niggas movin', I can't let it get to me
I got fancy hoes, Kentucky Derby, bad bitch, she like za

Bag her up and then I break her, she say, daddy, please don't stop
I got fancy hoes, Kentucky Derby, baby, she like za