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And I'm a lunatic/And this can't be cured with no Elixir/'Cause y'all know who the f**k, what the f**k I do/I done put the pressure to every thug I knew/Quack quack to a duck | |
Suicide watch n***a/Kill yourself/Opposition who?/N***a reveal yourself/How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?/Splinter Cell creepin' in this b***h you couldn't feel | |
I've been a mess since you stayed/I've been a wreck since you changed/Don't let me get in your way/I miss the lies and the pain/The fights that keep us awake/I'm tellin' you | |
Screen falling off the door door hanging off the hinges/My feet are still sore my back is on the fringes/We tore up the walls we slept on couches/We lifted this house | |
Now I'm coming alive/And like a weed through fields of/Placid posies thrive/Spewing glory, all draped in guts and their sense of the story | |
And me, falling for it screaming that I'm right/And you,will hide away and find your piece of mind with some indie record that's much cooler than mine | |
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost/Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for oh/What do I stand for? What do I stand for?/Most nights, I don't know anymore | |
We're under pressure/Seven billion people in the world trying to fit in/Keep it together/Smile on your face even though your heart is frowning | |
Your money too short, you can’t be talking to me/Yeah I’m talking LeBron, we ballin' our family tree/G.O.O.D. Music drug dealing drug cousin, ain’t nothing f**kin’ with we | |
I don't need a sub, I don't need a speaker/Cause a n***a bring the noise like an onomatopoeia/Leave him in the dust, all he see is my Adidas/Na na na na boo boo, wouldn't want to b | |
You and I go hard, at each other like we going to war/You and I go rough, we keep throwing things and slammin' the door/You and I get so, damn dysfunctional | |
Young hearts, out our minds/Runnin' like we outta time/Wild childs, lookin' good/Livin' hard just like we should | |
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Cause she went to La Playa for the fire show/Am I in denial, is she dancing alone/You don't like my attitude, well/I don't like your latitude | |
The colors conflicted/As the flames, climbed into the clouds/I wanted to fix this/But couldn't stop from tearing it down/And you were there at the turn/Caught in the burning glow | |
Punching walls, f**king up my hand/I know that s**t sound super cray/But if you had my life you'd understand/But, I can't fold, some poor soul got it way worse/We're all troubled, | |
I found a note with your name/And a picture of us/Even though it was framed/And covered in dust/It's the map in my mind that sends me on my way | |
Lets go crazy, crazy, crazy till we see the sun/I know we've only met but lets pretend it's love/And never, never, never stop for anyone/Tonight lets get some | |
5 Star b***hes, my b***hes don’t eat at Denny’s/Run the city, you runnin’ laps trying to get with me/I’m all in her red skin, like I play for Washington/I’m five eight | |
Am I just hanging around all alone in my mindless haze?/It takes me under/The infinite confined ready to blow you away/I'm too blind to see beyond the dead of night | |
I've been cursed, I've been crossed/I've been beaten by the ones that get me off/I've been cut, I've been opened up/I've been shattered by the ones I thought I loved | |
I’m a guy/A guy who seems calm but plays when he plays/A guy who goes completely crazy when the right time comes/A guy who has bulging ideas rather than muscles | |
I don't need you to save me anymore/I'm fragile but I'm not a fool/I won't hear another word from you/You won't hurt me anymore/You won't hurt me anymore/The hand I held just held | |
Thank God it’s Friday ‘cause Fridays will always/Be better than Sundays ‘cause Sundays are my suicide days/I don’t know why they always seem so dismal | |
Hey/You're giving me a heart attack/You're giving me a cardiac arrest/When I'm standing at the traffic light | |
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