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They switched


I really thought I had friends 

Until I actually seen it 

Until I actually felt it

Shit made my heart cold as ice 

How I came thru for you 

When there was nobody else 

How you play me 

Now you trynna play victim 

You must be a trendsetter 

Whiling with all these fake ass narrative shit 

Like I didn’t help you when I didn’t have shit 

When I didn’t have a place to live 

Didn’t know if I was going or coming 

Didn’t know what tomorrow might bring 

Weather you was here for me or the riches 

Like I didn’t give you a pop to pissed in 

Man the last time that I check 

I got that fucking check up 

Now my funds run out 

Yall loyalty switch & how yall rocked with me switch 

I knew yall was goofy 

Time Told it all 

Yall all switched on me 

Failed out ova shit I can’t even speak on 

Man the last time that I check yall couldn’t move without me.

Im the plug baby 

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Deeply personal betrayal and friendship trauma; autobiographical narrative.

SparseMeasureDense

Multiple dense ideas compressed: betrayal, sacrifice, status shift, loyalty collapse.

DarkSentimentBright

Strongly negative: anger, hurt, cold heart, failed trust dominate.

StillEnergyExplosive

Explosive voice, rapid-fire accusations, emphatic profanity, confrontational tone throughout.

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 28 lines; falls in 16-30 range.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Metaphor (heart cold as ice, plug), some colloquial imagery; mostly direct.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Primarily lyric internal voice with accusations; some dramatic confrontation elements.

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