Lyrics Florina? - Nuria

Hoi lieve Nur, met mam
Even horen of alles goed ging?
Doeg, doeg

I don't wanna see you bitches
Get the fuck out my way
So pessimistic on the first line?
What you think I would say?

I'm not a nice guy, I'm not a story saver
Cuz I disrupt the lives of loves
And I can't contemplate it
I've been too fucking busy
And way too fucking angry
I burn your gifts and presents
Plus the messages you sent me

I'm a narcissist without a place at home
And if I could I'd wipe you all
Just for a day alone
Like just wandering the earth
Till my legs break off
Since your shooter clocked
My bullet, got my head made up

Girl we all saw that pic
You should be smart
He never got to be a sweetheart
I know him better
And better than you ever
That man is a disaster
So fuck you paying tab for?

That's why warned you suckas
You never seem to listen
I cover exhibitions
I make my art in pictures
For y'all to understand it
I hope he break your heart girl (Sorry)
I hope you crying
On his shoulders in the park girl
Sorry that I go there, but I'm pissed off
I wish you pain and nothing
Else until it kick start

Yeah I don't take it back baby
The facility been calling
"Why you snap lately"
"Why you act crazy?" (Man I don't know)
I'm just Luisa in another light
I might as well have been
Her mother in another life
But that's a Jane I'll never
Figure 'till my father fight
I've been poetic since my birth
And that's my daughters right

I feel overlooked and hurt
But I don't care
I'm sad about it but I'm happy
When the smoke glare
(Smoke glare yeah)

Cover my emotions up
A wine glass on the table
Then I drink it till I'm numb
And I decipher that shit later
Then I smoke until I pass out
Since the porch is in my nature
Since the torch in is my favor
As the water birth creator
I'm sick of my own behavior
So I contemplate straight razor
On the eighth floor elevator

Stop, stop!
Cuz I've never been a traitor
So the FBI can't save ya
It's a narcissistic world
I turn the bars up for my neighbor

Yo, don't contact me
I'll throw my phone away
And tell Apple that you did it
Baby I'm so through with it
Now they want my Hart back
I say Kevin who are you kidding?

You think your money
Swept the place
But bae my flow done it
I don't care I hire gunmen
For the nobodies, cuz
Y'all got info I want in on
Like the old cousins
And as I see you life your life
I notice low budget
I never flex, but remotely
I got the gold buttons

I make ya jewellry so icy
Rain a storm on us
Go and get my bolt cutters
Notice cuz I wrote dozens (Ha)

I cut my hand 'till the
Blood is in the attic (Attic)
I called the hospital
But they think I'm dramatic (Matic)
I let the phone ring
I cut my hand 'till the
Blood is in the attic
I called the hospital
But they think I'm dramatic
So... you know, I let the phone ring