Lyrics credit card scams - Bobby Raps

Set a bag on fire turn the bread into toast
Had to fall back trying not do the most
I don't wanna turn back to drugs just to cope
Scared to call you boo, cus you might turn into a ghost
Way off in the cut ran it up and lay low
Stacking bundles up because the world is so cold
Hurricane turn to sunshine and rainbows
But I live it up till the feeling wears off

Shorty now my jaw locked up, can't talk
Buried in my heart feeling like King Tut
Keep my sword sharp I can't let it go dull
Tryna be smart yeah I still go dumb
I gave you my all you ain't work out so what
I knew you would fall but I still showed love
They done did me wrong so now I don't trust
Tell me everything is ok I won't judge
Hard to be honest sometimes cus it makes things harder
Makеs things harder
Hard for me to care somеtime cause we took it too far
Took it too far so I

Set a bag on fire turn the bread into toast
Had to fall back trying not do the most
I don't wanna turn back to drugs just to cope
Scared to call you boo, cus you might turn into a ghost
Way off in the cut, ran it up and lay low
Stacking bundles up because the world is so cold
Hurricane turn to sunshine and rainbows
But I live it up till the feeling wears off

Can't rely on you to heal me
Hard cuz I know you know the real me
Paint in my gut and I ignore the peeling
Took her to the grave
She don't do no squealing
And I took the top off we ain't got no celling
And I knew that something was off just from your appearance
And we fight to make up I ain't for concealing
And even if we break up I'm not gonna call my dealer
And we talk so much gonna need a new mouth
Ask me what I'm thinking about don't want freak you out
I ain't kept it real and I could not lie
The kids fucked up, shit at least I try
Said I don't care then how come I cry
Grass always greener on the other side
Pussy taste good like key lime pie
Addicted to you I'm a fiend I'm fried
Focused on the wrong things
Beautiful nightmare bad dream
I just fell back to the bat cave
Focus on my self and the rackades

Set a bag on fire turn the bread into toast
Had to fall back trying not do the most
I don't wanna turn back to drugs just to cope
Scared to call you boo, cus you might turn into a ghost
Way off in the cut ran it up and lay low
Stacking bundles up because the world is so cold
Hurricane turn to sunshine and rainbows
But I live it up till the feeling wears off