paroles de chanson Complicated - Realism

Two Blunts to the face I'm fucking wasted
No fucks many cuts too cut
No trust in my heart it's complicated
No fucks given or taken
Two Blunts to the face I'm fucking wasted
No fucks many cuts too cut
No trust in my heart it's complicated
No fucks what given or taken

I just quit my bitch she don't know where I stay now
I'm on my villain shit killing shit with my gun
Soldier's be running from me demon's they lurk I can't see
I'm too dead use this dark energy

Where I be roaming my pistol my homie so I just let it talk
If he shooting at you then you notice your blood it is mine I just walk walk
No shit talk I just rip top off of a rapper who thinking that his shit hot
Nah I don't fuck with cops I don't fuck with opps
I just sit up atop of my tower
I lay in my head so clearly never care for the fame shit
I Just wanna be fucked up up
So fucked up up up okay
Kill my lungs with drugs

Two Blunts to the face I'm fuckin wasted
No fucks many cuts too cut
No trust in my heart it's complicated
No fucks what given or taken
Two Blunts to the face I'm fuckin wasted
No fucks many cuts too cut
No trust in my heart it's complicated
No fucks what given or taken