Sucks - Angelo Mota

Hey man wattup, ya nigga zay, man

Shout out my nigga Angelo Mota

My nigga, keep puttin' your foot on these niggas necks, man

You already know my man, salute, one hundred

There ain’t no telling what you do to me

Done this before, this shit ain’t new to me

Ain’t nothing that chick got to prove to me

There ain’t no telling what you do to me

Done this before, this shit ain’t new to me

Ain’t nothing that chick got to prove to me

Ain’t shit to do, that shit ain’t cool to me

What you do to me

I been on my own two (own two)

Standing on my old roof (old roof)

Don’t move (don't move)

I told you (told ya)

If the music don’t work then I’m old news (woo)

Ain’t too many people that I’m close to (ya)

Hand to your head when I approach you (when I approach you)

Royalty, I shoulda been popped off

Well$ screaming All Kings Get Their Heads Chopped Off

And paraded through the market so I guess I’m God

Same time I ain’t feeling like living

I figured I would go and make a killing (sheesh)

I can smell that you ain’t really that tough (that tough)

You ain’t got the drive or the gas pump (gas pump)

Sorry bout your car man, that sucks (that sucks)

Still 21 but I feel 89

Heads sticking out the window screaming I could never die

I ain’t trynna be the guy I’m just tryna catch a vibe like

There ain’t no telling what you do to me

Done this before, this shit ain’t new to me

Ain’t nothing that chick got to prove to me

Ain’t shit to do, that shit ain’t cool to me

What you do to me

Look, lately I been feeling like my shadow (swear to god)

Bones hollow cause them mornings took the marrow (swear to god)

I been misdirected, think I need a arrow (swear to god)

My mood parallel to my apparel (swear to god)

Tension keep building in my house (swear to god)

Mama said one day she kick me out (swear to god)

Funny 'cause my song called One Day and she the one I wrote the shit about

(swear to god)

Instead of tryna go see a medic

I’m sitting on the porch, I feel pathetic (swear to god)

Your heart’ll really kill you if you let it (swear to god)

I plead the fifth, I plead the sixth, I plead the seventh (swear to god)

I ain’t never had a line of credit, I been working part time, stacking dimes on

my debit

Fuck a statement, man, I’m too unsure and too afraid to check it (swear to god)

My diet gonna turn me diabetic

There ain’t no telling what you do to me

Done this before, this shit ain’t new to me

Ain’t nothing that chick got to prove to me

Ain’t shit to do, that shit ain’t cool to me

What you do to me

And you feel it too

It’s easy to see

It sucks to be you, it sucks to be me

This don’t feel like home

The world is on fire

I’d tell you the time

But I’d be a liar

'Cause I never know

Wherever it goes

I’m stuck in the heat

And covered in snow

It’s all that I show

It’s all that I know

And you feel it too

It’s easy to see

It sucks to be you, it sucks to be me

This don’t feel like home

The world is on fire

I’d tell you the time

But I’d be a liar

'Cause I never know

Wherever it goes

I’m stuck in the heat

And covered in snow

That’s all that I show

That’s all that I know

This don’t feel like home

The world is on fire

I’d tell you the time

But I’d be a liar

'Cause I never know

Wherever it goes

I’m stuck in the heat

And covered in snow

That’s all that I show