Lyrics:
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Sever every microscopic atom of connection to
"I can barely keep myself afloat when I'm not saving you"
Resurrected from the basement
I'm
I won't keep
All the hurt you gave to me
I'm scared of everyone I meet
I can tell your talk is cheap
You can't delete
All the names you've
we'll get it right?
So I'm not tryna figure it out (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'm not tryna figure it out, just let it be
I'm not tryna figure it out (oh-oh,
I think I'm running, Lord, I think I'm running
God, I hope I think I'm running
I don't wanna leave with nothing
I'm sleeping running, my body
play the same songs
Over and over
Convince myself I'm grown
I'm older
And I just want you to know
That
I'm thriving thanks for asking
I'm
Please won't you bury me on Rose Mountain
I'm so small
I'll be in peace on Rose Mountain
White lines slice the dark highway
I'm shattered
uh
Galliano, I'm in Galliano, bitch
Foe told me pronto, I'm in Galliano, uh
Galliano, I'm in Galliano, bitch
Foe told me pronto, I'm in Galliano,
head
This time I'll make sure on my end
I don't find anything I don't like about you
Oh no, I think I'm in love with you
Oh no, I think I'm in love
me breathe, yeah
Baby, you could be the death of me
Maybe I'm crazy, I know you're danger
Baby, you could be, you could be
I'm falling, fading,
One, two, one, two, three
I was taking every hit from you
drive by shooting son of a bitch, and I'm done
Whoa, I'm done
Who told you, that
Can't you feel I'm breathing down your neck,
Peeking around corners to keep in check,
Put a blindfold over my eyes but all along I,
I could see just
I'm lost in a craze that your honesty paves me through,
Always losing my way the further you stray from the truth,
I'm wrapped around your finger so
Venus the Goddess of Love
I'm Venus the goddess of love...
I know it's my mind
But What Do I see
The woman's reflection standing
Right in front
what you proved to be
You took away All my doubt
Love is what you're all about
I'm one hundred percent
Totally yours forever more
One hundred percent
headed
I'm the father to your style, don't you ever forget it
I don't drop mics, only let it smoke or I said it
And I don't play even when they press
to dream about leavin' the block
Off honest MCin', man, fuck all this drama I'm seein'
Believe it or not, the scoundrels, skeezers and thots
It all goes
marbles
Put hearts in a jar then swallow the whole jarful
Blind marksman in a ghillie suit, let off
With a grunt, while I'm murderin' mini troops
I swear to god I'm not the same
As I was the other week
I got you stuck in my teeth
And though you take me for a fool
I've got better things to do
Hey I've been freaking out
Cause I can't keep it up and I'm scared
I wanna tell you but it's just like a cross to bear
Just like a cross to bear
"Although I hit a pound of herbs I'm still nice with the verbs
So fuck what you heard"
"Although I hit a pound of herbs I'm still nice with
He was chokin' on that good, about a quarter past midnight
Bad body walkin' through the hood
Kaliko tell her what it feels like
Now I'm getting
If I'm bred for failure, just tell me once
'Cause I don't feel like I'm meant to just survive
If I have no future, if it's already paying for
I'm mopin' around streets late at night
I'm worried because you ain't treatin' me right
Come back again
I'm just crazy 'bout you babe
I spoke
I'm waiting for my man
26 dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
Feel sick and dirty
more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey white
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