Letra de Rosetta Stone - Young Thug

Most times I feel unforgiven (Hey)

That's exactly what you get when you rise into the ceiling (Haha, ooh, ooh)

Sometimes I feel like forgivin' (Yeah)

Then niggas come around and tend to steal somethin' worth pennies, aw

I can't trust none of these hoes, nah, 'cause they come when you winnin'

They gon' come around and act like they down, just to spend all your dividends (Yeah)

Tell me if sometimes you feel like you can't win

Fuck that, put your hand in the sky 'cause you're blessed and you gon' get another chance (Ow, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Sometimes I feel like this game rigged

Niggas picking sides, riding with the righteous guys

Can't stomach seeing one of the realest win (Yeah, yeah)

Jumpin' off the top of the house into the pool on a Sunday (On a Sunday, woo)

All I know is I'll chill and barbecue with you on a Sunday (Young Sex)

I'll Tom Brady, throw my dick at you, bae (Throw my dick at you, bae)

Sit in the bathroom with you, I'm a take a piss with you, baby (Piss with you, baby)

Rose gold toilets when you take a shit on 'em, baby (Oh)

Harley David', ride my dick, I'm 'bout to spit on you, baby (I'm nasty)

I'm entitled to you all the time to lean on you baby (Lean on me, bae)

Put your knees on the floor, let daddy sprinkle you, baby (Woah)

I ain't gon' send it to nobody, let me take a flick of you, baby

Tryna tell you about my day, answer lil' baby (Ayy)

I left twenty-five-thousand on your dresser (Woo)

Fuck that thirteen-thou' like a molester (Yeah)

Diamonds hanging off my blouse cost (Diamonds hanging off my shirt)

You steal my shirt and you just might be rich forever (Yeah)

Rosetta stones in my fuckin' mouth (Okay, okay)

Now I got bells like I'm fuckin' south (Okay, okay)

I told her old girl, "Get out my fuckin' house"

I can't have no goofy bitches tryna turn me soft (Ain't goin' for it)

I kinda feel a way for you (Ooh)

I kinda feel your presence when you ain't in the room (Ooh)

"This chess, this not no checkers" (Uh-huh)

I remember when you said that to me with no arguing (Uh, uh, uh)

You just a fine motherfucker, mane (Fine motherfucker)

You got me feelin' like I'm scavenging (Feelin' like I'm scavenging)

And you said he made you mad now you after him (Who made you mad?)

I just can't wait until you happy again (Tell me, baby)

I seen you use a whole roll of napkins (Woah, woah)

And I just wanna tell you with no cap on it (No cap)

The way he made you cry, would never dap again (Oh)

Give me the word, he'll never wake up from a nap again (Birkin), uh

Look me up, it ain't no cap under my name

On the streets or in the penn'

Fallin' in love with my friend (Woo, okay, okay, woo)

I left seventy-five-thousand on your dresser (Seventy-five)

Fuck that thirteen-thou' like a molester (Yeah)

Diamonds hanging off my blouse cost (Diamonds hanging off my shirt)

You steal my shirt and you just might be rich forever (Yeah)

Rosetta stones in my fuckin' mouth (Yeah, okay, okay)

Now I got bells like I'm fuckin' south (Yeah, okay, okay)

I told her old girl, "Get out my fuckin' house"

I can't have no goofy bitches tryna turn me soft (Yeah)

Most times I feel unforgiven

That's exactly what you get when you rise into the ceiling, yeah

Sometimes I feel like forgivin'

Then niggas come around and tend to steal somethin' worth pennies, aw

I can't trust none of these hoes, nah, 'cause they come when you winnin'

They gon' come around and act like they down, just to spend all your dividends (Yeah)

Tell me if sometimes you feel like you can't win

Fuck that, put your hand in the sky 'cause you blessed and you gon' get another chance (Ow, woah, woah, woah, woah)

Sometimes I feel like this game rigged

Niggas picking sides, riding with the righteous guys

Can't stomach seeing one of the realest win

Darling, I left a hundred-thousand dollars on your dresser

Fuck that lil' thirteen-thou' like a molester

The diamonds hanging off my blouse cost me

Shit, you steal this shirt and you just might be rich forever

Rosetta stones in my fuckin' mouth

I said bitch, we got bells like we fuckin' south, fuck that ho

I told old girl to get out my fuckin' house

Can't have no goofy bitches tryna turn me soft

Can't have no goofy bitches that'll run they mouth

Uh, can't have no goofy bitches tellin' somethin' about me

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