Japiro Hurt

Hook

Damn I feel hurt ?, damn I feel used
This is what you call the Blues whoo
Whether the Sun or the rain, my joy or my pain
I just wanna tell my truths, ugh
Nobody really knows what I truly been through
Only God can judge cause we all sin too
You got choices to make, more hustling to do
Your kids gotta eat, and the fucking rent due!


Verse 1

It’s been years since we spoke, but I feel no way
My ego plus that hurt made me feel some way
Niggas think ? they know Jay, but you have no idea
You can’t put me together this ain’t no IKEA
It still feels weird, cause we used to be tight
Used to play the club, sh*t I bailed you out twice
And Sometimes I’m right, and sometimes I’m wrong
You was chasing hoes, all Summer long
My word is my bond, I’d never stare you wrong
I told you not to fuck with her and she did you wrong
Never read the Koran but I know some verses from Pslams
My nigga paid the tab, that was dinner after the prom
True dope boy shit, what you know about it
He would get me in, even when the club was crowded
When your plans get re-routed and life goes buy
You mix the pain with the hurt, but I ain’t gon cry!