2muchfaithish Your Stepdad

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[Chorus]
Too much faith in these weak hoes, that love shit got played out
Tell me why I can't leave her 'lone, she cut, copied, and pasted out
In my dreams, my thoughts, it's holdin' me from my boss shit (My good sir, october cooked that beat)
Twenty minutes go to four hours, I fell in love with a boss bitch
Fishin' all day, looking 'round for a queen, I still ain't caught shit
On the phone with a bad ho, inspirin' me to write raw shit
I'm hurt as hell 'cause I really like her, that's my fault, I fall quick for these hoes
[Verse]
I don't really be pullin' bitches, it shows (Huh)
I don't really be hanging 'round thesе actors called my bros (Huh)
Weird niggas get turnеd on by these hoes just 'cause of toes (Uh)
Weird ass lil' boy, judgin' other niggas based off of clothes (Huh)
Let me stay in my soapbox, where I'm worried 'bout my goals (Huh)
Every day, smoking big dope, I'ma puff-puff 'til I doze (Uh)
Told myself, "I don't need a bitch," I don't like the life I chose (Huh)
Solo-dolo my lifestyle, it's cool as hell, I suppose (Ayy, haha, yeah, yeah, look)
[Chorus]
Too much faith in these weak hoes, that love shit got played out
Tell me why I can't leave her 'lone, she cut, copied, and pasted out
In my dreams, my thoughts, it's holdin' me from my boss shit
Twenty minutes go to four hours, I fell in love with a boss bitch
Fishin' all day, looking 'round for a queen, I still ain't caught shit
On the phone with this bad ho, inspirin' me to write raw shit (My good sir, october cooked that beat)
I'm hurt as hell 'cause I really like her, that's my fault, I fall quick for these hoes