Lyrics:
string, Am7
Afraid to let you down by my imperfections
I’m sorry that I wasn’t enough
Verse chords
I know I’m losing you
When I hear our song and can’t
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid
I don’t like where I am I don’t wanna be here
I don’t know why but its felt like three years
Shit goes by in the blink of an eye
Never did I think
On the outside, you can't see the glass
My heart you left it broken and cracked
I'm feeling up, up, saw your reflection in the mirror
Shattered up, up, seven years
still can't get enough
haven't got a pulse, Getting kinda close, Almost love
I'm 5'6 your 5'10, 14, 15, talk twenty four seven
34, 24, 36, talk twenty
as high as top 3%
I think she still pissed about it, like it's my fault and I pissed in her cream of wheat
As well
What a rancid cuntswab
However, we both
basketball
I'm 7 feet tall
But I'm still just a man
So of course it hurts me a lot
When I walk into the ceiling fan
Small people say I wish I was him
ready to be number one on that mother fucking podium
Second ain't cutting it no more
Let's get it
Run my race
I always finish second
Just by milliseconds
Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade
Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate
Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I
whassup, but
I think you will understand a little bit more of the situation
I'ma say like he would say it, on this second part
So just check this out aight?
Oh, it's a cold world
Don't let yourself be corrupted!
Be yourself! Life's second hand smoke!
Huh, life's second hand smoke, thoughts of being
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What
to blow (blow)
I'm ready to explode (explode)
31 seconds in
and my dick continues to grow
Im probably cursed (oh no )
Cause why wont it stop
It's still
wrong / You were you and she was gone
BASS RIFF
It’s not that I was insincere / I still wish that you were here
But when I touched you I touched her /
Days come easy
By night it gets hard
So close to you
But yet I’m so far
Gets so ruff out here it gets tuff
Missing you babe
Cause I can't get enough
Okay
I gave up everything
Sacrificed it all
Seven day work week
No breaks
I can't risk the chance to fall
I made myself the numbest
Motherfucker in room
make me feel confined
Always fuckin' stuck behind
What I invisioned in my mind
Damn
Why does it feel like I'm second rate
Even though the shit I create
seven years ago I should've died or been locked away
With no escape, so still I cried
Brothers lost their lives, take my life, yeah I live it right
I live
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
like I thought it would never end
Do a hit double O one eight seven
Aw hell, well I guess I'll send you niggas to heaven
Hope you got your final prairies
still gonna grow
When I'm on a high
When I'm on a low
When I'm on a rave
When I'm on a roll
Hype it up
Wooh
Turn up the base line
I got 21 seconds
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
on these hoes
See these broads want stars
Big dicks down in the drows
Seven days a week seven brand new cars
Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300
Check us
do you still care
Im not the best at this
Chilling out and on the field
Just where the moonlight hits
Then I tried to grab your hand
Just by flicking
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