Songtexte Intro - Kid

Yea yea
Yea yea yea
Ooh
Yea yea yea
Taking all my love and you throw to trash
Texting me you sorry but I know you let em smash
Standing on my ten cause I gotta chase The bag
I don't give fuck
You fucked up own luck
Just another lecture that I didn't listen up
I was out of town
You was with you're best friends hoeing around
Saying that you love me got me looking like a clown
I thought you was the one
It was just for fun
Now I'm reminiscing while I'm lighten up this blunt
If he got a problem then I'm clutching on my gun
Demons in my ear and I'm tryna fucking run
I'm Tryna hit the dash
I might just crash
Ain't worried about you
Just worried about cash
Yes sold soul but I never sell my pole
Gotta couple shooters and you know they stay on go

Hopping out the car I'm running like a track meet
I'm running from our love cause I'm scared of what it would make me
You think about replacing me
Girl are you a shamed of me
I gaved you my whole life
Just so you can fuck my enemies
We used to be so tight
That I used to right you remedies
Can't even be happy cause I gaved you all my energy
Finger gripping tight and i ain't letting go
Talking all that shit
While you walking out the door
Now you on floor
Doing all the most just cause you got exposed
Girl to let you know, you was just a lesson that I had to make
Spending time and money on expensive dates
Hanging with the ops that you know I hate
Looking back at shit that you was great
Looking at me and I'm looking at you
How the fuck did I not think this shit was true
All I'm doing now is drinking out the duse
Playing with a heart that you know was for you
Nah nah just keep it on rolling I don't need a bitch that's capable of folding,
Took to many Ls I ain't tryna keep on Holding
Tryna take my life then ima get to blowing