Lyrics Blur - Rell Moore

(Uh huh uh huh)
(Uh huh uh huh)
(Uh huh uh huh)
(Mhm)

I fall apart
I need another round
I pick apart
Things that you say you want
You want my heart
You can't have my love
Its not what its 'posed to be

But I let the Glock squeeze
Goin crazy, goin up
I think of all that shit
You niggas amaze me
I feel like I deserve
Your time instead of running off
(Ah hah)
Whole lotta money call
Whole lot for the world
I can't get involved
My mom said that'll end her world
Got him mixed off fentanyl
His whole life is in a blur
Fuck wit us we take it all
(Yeah)
Draggin it on
Draggin it on
Draggin it on
Draggin it on
(Uh oh)
I can't believe were
Breaking it off
Breaking it off
Breaking it off
Breaking it off
(Uh oh)

I fall apart
I need another round
I pick apart
Things that you say you want
You want my heart
You can't have my love
Its not what its 'posed to be

(Oooh woahh)