JOY//regrets

Bow to the pages, that got through the ages
Pray to the Lord, and pray to be rich man everybody famous
Everybody blame us
Never wanna live this life to be aimless
Eyes are amazing
I just wanna be so close where the brain is

Never gon' play, when they running up state
And the guns go blaze
Always gotta slay, when I think about the way
That I'm puffin' on my haze
Back to me
Killing the blasphemy
We just have to breathe
With a plumped up bitch that's just mad at me
They gotta spread rumors, it's a catastrophe
Side eye to the Mayans and the Joe Blows
You a little thief and you go low
Praying to the Lord and the heathens
The evils that wanna free us
Sick witted and you run a little, you no fun now
Why you gotta be so brittle
But you, little wrong for the pussy mane
I know you wanna laugh but I feel your pain
Yeah we really grew apart
Yeah we always gone when it's two of us
Yeah we never ever gonna hang again
You always fucken gone when I need a friend
Times when I never ever wanna leave it
I don't gotta score when I'm not needed
You wanna dip that's your own reasons
Gotta visualize all these old feelings
Bitches taught to let go
Fickle minded man and I said so
Mane, die with the beat, ride to the drums
Side with a snitch, and you gotta lose my love
Stick to the battle
Stick to the battle
Sick of all of the foolish, I'm never rattled
Spill blood to all of those that diss us
Rappers talk, but they playing catch up
Wow when this games got you fucked up
Play with the heat, stash all the drugs
Ride with a click, live for the night
Find what you like, die for the fight, dumb
Yeah
But death is scary
Like that night you were meant to tell me
I give no fucks, not necessary
I got too, try a be a visionary
Please pray to lord that I need that Jesus
Pray to the poor, I need this, please offer to fall your legions
Please don't die for the false
Please just help me to help you the most
Please just tell me what the hell I need
Please just guide me to finally see

Broken trusted like you stepped on ice
Knife in the back, everybody wanna take yo life
You said I would be trouble, you were dead on right
Stare at myself in the mirror and reflect on mines

There's way too many dramas to leave behind us
Why do the reminders have to find us
Cause every time I close my eyes, I feel it, I can conceal it
I regret them days, with you boy
And them texts caught you lying oh yeah

Oh who the heck are we kidding
It's a young city slicker lifestyle that we livin'
But now I wanna know
Was this even real or just for show?
I swear I hate this feeling