Lyrics:
Hand me a cigarette dog!
They got me feelin' crazier than a motherf***er
I got Bad A** in this motherf***er
Makaveli the Don, representin'
How many drinks will it take you to leave with me
Girl you look good
I came to party, but I don't want to waste my time
Back of my mind hoping that
Without a high I’ll lie alone
Fill my lungs up one by one
Da da da da da
Broken heart since I was born
Broken heart it went n tore
Broken heart it made me
soon, but I'm here for the last of support
No longer bound by a broken heart (Bound by a broken heart)
I'm beggin' you (I'm beggin' you)
I'm beggin'
of mixture of limitless lore and glitter
The minute your born they fixed up a million thoughts and pictures
And now your spoon is an airplane, yeah
Destination
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
I'll not fade away
"A broken heart mends," they say
But mine's just bent
Push a little harder
I'm one shy of drunk, but two from sober
If I crash
(Mason)
Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause
Throw me a cigarette, dawg!
They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfucker
I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker
Puffin' on lye, hopin' that it
A beast will pop up like overweight niggas
I am triggered I want all the smoke
From yo cigarette cigar burning house
Broken automobile oven kitchen
I'm
painting pictures, I miss my loved ones dead
but anybody speak on me
And bro, I swear to God, they fans
I'm knocking shit out of the frame, I bet I hit your
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
And cigarette ash
Broken down watched you fall
You punched a hole in the wall
Broken word empty plea
When you turned that fist on me
Paper thin skin rubbing
of broken lives deprived of hearing about the man who rose after he died
Why is it okay to rap about drugs and money and then look at me funny when I mention
could ever want
Put some luggage in the car's trunk
Slept all the way to Italy, then woke up
Was greeted by the beautiful sea, it was fun
I vividly
Lost and crazy
Scared to drop a seed
Hopin' I ain't cursed babies
Maybe now
Niggaz feel me now
Picture my pain
Embrace my words
Make
itll be alright
just let me hold you one last time tonight
you cant break whats already broken
but u did just that with your emotions
while it rains
and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Lil Pump)
Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin' me
broken
Stung by a million justifications
Swung by the faithful grip of a million axes
Sung by the choir whose lungs are broken
Stung by a million
the curtain broken night
Shadows fall on mystery
Love has ripened here for me
Stubbing out the cigarette
I see the clothes beside the bed
As the half
cold and unapproachable
it seems to me your heart is foldable
So i don't have the time or the drive to deal with broken you
Caught in the throes
myself again and again no way I would fail
The lies kept me broken and hurting thoughts perverted
Just a nerd kid, teenager flirting with death and girls
by yourself
No one to tell you watch your health
But keep it girl, you might as well
Picture this 'cause your world don't spin without her
And hers
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