Open Up UnoTheActivist
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[Intro]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Uno, I killed it)
[Chorus]
Yea, Have you ever opened up, then had your feelings hurt? (huh, yah)
Reason why I dont feel no percs
(yeah, what?)
I thought you were my friend, guess I gotta think again ,yeah
Put a little bleach into it just to wipe blood of these hands, yeah
[Verse 1]
In this life of sin, everyday I repent
Hoping I don't killed by my friend (dig)
Everyday I think about money so you know I gotta make me an M, yeah
Put a lotta niggas on game, so I think I need my pеrcentage, yeah (Phеw)
And they wondering if I changed? (Mmm, yeah)
Hundred round drum on the K, run up, get famous
Niggas still talk down on me like I'm to blame (dig)
Yeah, all these thoughts circulating through my brain (dig)
Everything I put them on man that shit dang him (Mmm)
Want my compensation, in the conversation
Put a bad bitch in rotation, get a standing ovation
And she used to be so basic, yeah had the Birkin
[Chorus]
Yea, Have you ever opened up, then had your feelings hurt? (huh, yah)
Reason why I dont feel no percs
(yeah, what?)
I thought you were my friend, guess I gotta think again ,yeah
Put a little bleach into it just to wipe blood of these hands, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Uno, I killed it)
[Chorus]
Yea, Have you ever opened up, then had your feelings hurt? (huh, yah)
Reason why I dont feel no percs
(yeah, what?)
I thought you were my friend, guess I gotta think again ,yeah
Put a little bleach into it just to wipe blood of these hands, yeah
[Verse 1]
In this life of sin, everyday I repent
Hoping I don't killed by my friend (dig)
Everyday I think about money so you know I gotta make me an M, yeah
Put a lotta niggas on game, so I think I need my pеrcentage, yeah (Phеw)
And they wondering if I changed? (Mmm, yeah)
Hundred round drum on the K, run up, get famous
Niggas still talk down on me like I'm to blame (dig)
Yeah, all these thoughts circulating through my brain (dig)
Everything I put them on man that shit dang him (Mmm)
Want my compensation, in the conversation
Put a bad bitch in rotation, get a standing ovation
And she used to be so basic, yeah had the Birkin
[Chorus]
Yea, Have you ever opened up, then had your feelings hurt? (huh, yah)
Reason why I dont feel no percs
(yeah, what?)
I thought you were my friend, guess I gotta think again ,yeah
Put a little bleach into it just to wipe blood of these hands, yeah
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