Lyrics Nights Move Fast - nervexx
I
ride
with
tint
That's
all
I
hear
Whip
too
dark
See
crystal
clear
This
black
don't
see
no
preyin
eyes
My
dusk
drawn
shades
see
dead
for
miles
I'm
geeked
up
cookin
in
a
wasteland
solo
Explore
this
shit
mark
heads
no
polo
Imma
bitch
lova
These
men
despise
My
chronic
taste
where
ego
dies
Ride
on
If
I'm
bein
real
I'd
love
to
see
you
fuckin
die
Sick
of
listening
Cause
girl
I
know
you
fucking
lie
Imma
empty
out
this
ten
fold
I
know
you're
here
Was
i
so
wrong?
One
night
your
gone
Life
really
ain't
fair
that
much
at
all
Two
heavens
Betta
pay
up,
up
the
law
4 months
going
down
Through
a
hell
an
back
Tombstones
stand
on
the
grounds
Now
I'm
fallen
flat
Bitch
I
don't
really
wanna
pop
out
Cause
the
drugs
don't
hit
Yeah
the
alc
- don't
- bounce
- me
- up
Fuck
Labelin
my
shit
now
Wanted
for
a
minute
Now
we
cuttin
out
the
background
I
can
spaz
on
beats
all
day
Homeboy
let
her
wash
away
Not
my
fault
but
yet
it
is
So
sorry
man
let's
handle
biz
I
don't
need
fists
to
solve
my
shit
But
yeah
I
ain't
no
saint
I'll
break
up
lips
These
cracked
up
chappers
runnin
mouth
They
buggin
Finna
hold
my
own
Layed
out,
you
duckin
IT
WHAT
IT
IS
BOY
YOU
AINT
NO
KILLA
SITTIN
PRETTY
YOU
A
BITCH
BOY
TALK
MY
SHIT
GO
HOME
CUCK
ASS
MOTHAFUCKA
THUGGIN
HE
WAS
SUCKIN
ON
THE
TITTIES
OF
A
BITCH
HE
THOUGHT
WAS
LOVIN
ALL
OF
HIM
SHIT
WAS
IN
YOUR
HEAD
LET
EM
KNOW
MY
NAME
TILL
THE
DAY
IM
DEAD
It's
not
that
I
care
about
you
I
fuckin
hate
yo
guts
Stop
Rip
that
pain
up
out
you
I
know
you
in
a
rut
But
fuck
that!
Promise
to
myself
I'm
finna
clean
up
Help
heal
all
the
ones
I
love
Been
dependent
and
a
sinner
Fuckin
early
through
the
winter
All
the
hearts
I've
stolen
broken
in
a
month
Fuck
was
it
worth
I
can
spaz
on
beats
all
day
Homeboy
let
her
wash
away
Not
my
fault
but
yet
it
is
So
sorry
man
let's
handle
biz
I
can
spaz
on
beats
all
day
Homeboy
let
her
wash
away
Not
my
fault
but
yet
it
is
So
sorry
man
let's
handle
biz
I
know
your
a
just
a
waste
of
time
I
know
your
heart
will
break
like
mine
Winter,
summer
it
don't
matter
Time
will
heal
before
it
shatters
Fuck
I
loath
that
emptiness
You
breakin
up
I
love
this
shit
It
ain't
no
secret
I'm
not
bloated
from
my
self
worth
I
keep
the
pressure
on
my
mental
Cause
the
truth
hurts
I
think
I'm
destined
for
some
greatness
But
this
hearse
works
Can't
pop
no
pill
Or
else
my
brain
will
Think
I'm
damned
cursed!
I
fuck
up
plans
These
words
mean
shit
Wash
dirty
hands
Up
high
I
held
my
shattered
gun
The
bullet
bounced
Right
off
my
tounge
Wanna
talk
about
it
Run
about
it
End
up
in
the
car
now
Fuck
her
on
the
table
Washin
dishes
Needin
love
how
Pretty
boys
need
pretty
shit
Cause
life
don't
care
boutta
dirty
bitch
I'm
dead
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