So that's why I asked you about that
He's not wrong about that, he's just not thinking about me
It's not, it's not in his benefits to think about like him
He's not thinking about the-the, the downside right
The 'what happens if shit goes wrong?' question, right
It's always a downside to this shit
I done been on the downside of this shit for the last couple years now
I'm getting used to this shit though, I know this shit temporary bruh, we gon' take over the world soon...
I'm not finna fight for your love
And keep it real if you feel I'm too much
'Cause honestly I feel you givin' up
Put your hand over my heart, you'll get your hand covered in blood
'Cause I been stabbed over and over too much
I get cloudy days and get sleepless nights
Wanna drop away but I'd rather fight
I can't help my cold soul
Since I can remember been on my own
Hear from my friends more than family that shit lame
I'm contemplating if I'm just insane
Like lord would I be wrong if I go blow Shoulanda brains?
I'm so sick of facing pain, tried to talk but ain't no change
I done got so used to magic, everybody 'round me vanished
Fuck 'em all bro I can't panic, I got bands I need to manage
Smitty called and I ain't answer, I took his love for granted
Rest in peace to you, still call yo number just to hear the dial
And my pops ain't looking good, I'd give it all to see him smile
Momma said don't get attached 'cause everything gon' start off great
Just as fast you get attached gon' be as fast you get replaced
And don't ever say 'I love you', them the last three words you'll say
'Cause most don't know what love is
I learnt at the bottom they don't love you 'til you plugged in
Mom ain't know my Sprite was that lil drink that I had drugs in
Hope to see new life from this lil grind, I put some blood in
I don't like that hoe but her lil coochie I'm in love with
I'm not finna fight for your love
And keep it real if you feel I'm too much
'Cause honestly I feel you givin' up
Put your hand over my heart, you'll get your hand covered in blood
'Cause I been stabbed over and over too much
I get cloudy days and get sleepless nights
Wanna drop away but I'd rather fight
I can't help my cold soul
Since I can remember been on my own
I still got demons in my head, wake up wishing I was dead
Hold a grudge with all my enemies until they lying red
Wish the best for Corey, I wanna see bro hop on that jet
Do it all for mine, I wanna see everybody flex
Ain't got no time to waste so girl just know you special if I give yo ass the time of day
Hold me tight and say you love me, that shit that take my frown away
I don't got no rubbers girl, let's fuck raw that's my kinda day
I don't got no lean, a zip of weed how I accommodate
I'm not finna fight for your love
And keep it real if you feel I'm too much
'Cause honestly I feel you givin' up
Put your hand over my heart, you'll get your hand covered in blood
'Cause I been stabbed over and over too much
I get cloudy days and get sleepless nights
Wanna drop away but I'd rather fight
I can't help my cold soul
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