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Amistad Means Peace - Laugh Now Cry Later Lyrics

These niggas bums, they don’t like free game
And these bitches don’t know how hustle
But move off the Cain
I know this one dirty bitch
Who use her pussy, but she keep it clean
And when it come that time of month
She got the nerve to bleed on me
I know niggas who done let me slide
‘Cause they scared of me
Don’t forget I know where your mama, stay
And she stressing me
I ain’t worried ‘bout your baby boy
He might be Kin to Me
And it’s fuck your baby mama, boy
Whеn she pregnant free
I’m tired of giving bum niggas
And bum bitchеs my energy
Yeah, I tried to get you pregnant
Baby, but you killing me

And girl, you know it ain’t no stopping me
Yo’ baby daddy can call my phone right now
He’ll end up blocking me
After you done got done talking your shit
After you lied to me
Now I feel you tried to set me up
But only time can see
And only time can tell
How many times I’ll let you lie to me
And all the times you tried me
I never thought Alexis crazy
Sippin Brandy, wildly
I should’ve listened
‘Causes karma came back
And hit me with a 5 piece
Dasia like to throw shit in my face
Like she ain’t cry to me
And niggas like to speak down on my name
Like they ain’t ride for me
Fuck I want my name deep in the streets
I come from poverty
Bitch, Nigga, I’m gone leave the ass out
‘Cause you assed out
Tricking bitch, my intuition never lied
Laugh now
Even though I loved you
You treat me like a fucking clown
Bitch, this shit ain’t funny, yes, I’m mad
‘Cause You let me down
Put my trust inside you
When you said you want a baby now
Look what karma did to Mikaela
That bitch a dyke now

These niggas bums, they don’t like free game
And these bitches don’t know how hustle
But move off the Cain
I know this one dirty bitch
Who use her pussy, but she keep it clean
And when it come that time of month
She got the nerve to bleed on me
I know niggas who done let me slide
‘Cause they scared of me
Don’t forget I know where your mama, stay
And she stressing me
I ain’t worried ‘bout your baby boy
He might be Kin to Me
And it’s fuck your baby mama, boy
When she pregnant free
I’m tired of giving bum niggas
And bum bitches my energy
Yeah, I tried to get you pregnant
Baby, but you killing me