Lyrics:
Aye
Bu bu
BPS
Bible, prayers and souls
Yeah they need to know
Only way that it haffi go
Aye
Man I'm just under attack
Devil try write me off but now
Falling
Heard the last days calling me
Will you be there in the morning?
Alright look
In the inner world I'm a crook
I'm a take your soul if you
shine so no more sitting back
I let you n****s shine so no more sitting back
I'm doing my thing thing
When I'm in the booth I'm putting in pain pain
still don't meet
Expectations I'm already hard on myself I don't need your hateful disease
Lately I've been introverted stickin' to myself all the time
I
I’ve been home for a week now
I’m starting to sleep now
‘Bout time I came clean now
You weren’t my only way to breathe
You weren’t my only anything
I
Hit em wit a small lil check
I’m fucking with the cards I’m dealt
Still a rookie to the game off top no album on the charts but I’m still gon' flex
Faded
I’m on my eighth cup
Jaded
Soul is trapped and tainted
Wasted
I don’t see faces
Faded
I’m on my eighth cup
Jaded
Soul is trapped and tainted
I think I have a lil time
To go ahead and drop a rhyme
About a place up in my mind
It's not a place that you can find
I'm talking bout a place
I send her texts when I'm drunk
Ones I regret when I wake up
Like to pretend I'm over us
It's that fuck me up kinda love
Crying all night man its
I'm just a man, what did you think?
I'll go and fuck it again
I tethered my thoughts to a string
What do you wanna say instead?
And I won't second
I’m trynna be the best
I’m trynna take ur stress
My feelings I wanna express
Not gon sell my soul unless
I’m gonna be like my idols
I'm trynna buy me
bullshiting bounce like a kangaroo
Cause I don't need that in my life
it's hard enough just trying to straighten it out
I'm drowning in alcohol taking it down
looking
Cus I wanna be stuck
Darkness exists
And I'm helpless
I'm helpless
I'm helpless
When will I be your only one
And when will my heart be whole again
J’ai la flemme
Beaucoup trop zen sans aucune haine
J’vais m’poser l’ami
M’poser là-bas
Juste envie d’chiller c’est c’que j’aime
Juste envie
Get up out my way
I been on a roll boy you know I'm fired up
You ain't even saying anything that's real
That's the shit that I'm tired of
You fugazi
I'm sorry (sorry sorry sorry)
(so sorry)
I'm sorry for the times I
Left you alone
I'm sorry for the times I
Never came home
I'm sorry for the times
Really sick and tired of all these people hating on me
All these people changing on me
I'm fed up, I'm fed up
Really sick and tired of all these
Yea Yea, You know they say don't speak bout, what you don't know
Cause you can't know, what ya ain't did, ya know, Haha
But yo I'm I'm a just talk
my knees for you
Don't say thank you or please
I do what I want when I'm wanting to
My soul? So cynical
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
She's so gone
Now everyday I'm holding on
I'm praying that she'll come back home
I'm hoping that it won't take long
She's so gone and I can't keep
Yeah
Hmm
Boom look who just stepped in the room
Boy with the hottest bars like I'm rappin in
Alabama June
Yeah I got the tunes nigga
All my
all away
All away, all away
I'm praying come and take it all away
All away, all away
I'm praying come and take it all away
I learned trouble is rarely
ready, cuz we predicted this
I'm cuttin' every chick off, give my cell phone a break
I said fuck it, took myself on a date
If I ever let the bitch come
address is the studio
I don't play it off like in Rubio
This beat it go dumb like some stupid folk
Pull up from down town like it's houstonbro
I'm at your
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