Lyrics Sour - BLCKK

Fuck NYPD, man they can suck my dick
Tunnel vision equipped since I jumped in this bitch
Fuck it, I got my business, straight pause it and let me demonstrate
Bitch, it's nothing to celebrate, fuck them hours you dedicate

Put your whole life in it
Wrap it up in packages and ship it when they ask for it
Bitch I never been wrong once and fuck whoever you trust
Keep setting y'all selves up
Everybody you love gon' fuck you over eventually
Eyes in the back of your head keeping me steady, we
Really couldn't do shit 'bout it but keep breathing
Check on everybody that's still a part of your team man

I sell my soul and my energy and my memories combined
Just to walk back time, do it better, get it right
Fuck it, finish a track and keep it pushing, whatever
I get the worst from my people, I'm never hoping I see you

Darkest room that I been in was me and a hundred people
I can't do nothing about it if y'all decide that I'm evil
Tired of feeling see-through
Feel like you dying? Me too
Refuse to spend the rest of my years apologizing, so damn it, fuck you
I can't be what you want me to be
I'll never spend a hundred years doing something to please
Somebody living in my soul, blackening heart with disease
And make me feel like I'm nothing because I couldn't believe

That everybody in my corner got intentions that's pure
I seen the track record sour, and it's nothing to cure
Whatever's left of what my trust was, feelin' I should buck up
If I'm the one that's fucked up, then everybody's fucked, son