paroles de chanson disconnected - Reid Randolph , Sqeffy

(Bust in make something outta nothing
Trick or treat casket smash like pumpkins
Been dropping beats like a fumble
Ballin out from west coast to trumble, uh)

Disconnected
I dont got a lot to say, karma lethal weapon
And i'm gonna fly away, I won't come in second
And you gotta know your place, gonna go to heaven
Then you make a mistake but they're never checkin
All the hate, yeah you kept it
Making me wait for what I never wanted
And I can never tell if I'm honest
Stab me in the back and takin whatever's promised

Collecting numbers I don't gotta check
Wait in line, what you gettin at a CVS
When you see me next don't even say nothing
Best friends in a past life, prolly in the gutter
Texts comin in
Can't blame me for when it starts flooding in
No I can't be listening to people and they're fuck shit
Pull up to the function so blunted
And I'm making something outta nothing

She's so unaware
Why she take it there?
Never got a care
In the world I swear

A-all the way disconnected
I dont got a lot to say, karma lethal weapon
And i'm gonna fly away, I won't come in second
And you gotta know your place, gonna go to heaven
Then you make a mistake but they're never checkin
All the hate, yeah you kept it
Making me wait for what I never wanted
And I can never tell if I'm honest
Stab me in the back and takin whatever's promised

Huh
Why you listen to me?
Always attack its a mission to me
I fall back you seem to scare me
You talk back you seem to dare me
I don't care what you have said
Disconnected all my head
And honestly I think that you're onto me
Picking at my head
Taking out my memories
You left me right there
Got up and ran

A-all the way disconnected
I dont got a lot to say, karma lethal weapon
And i'm gonna fly away, I won't come in second
And you gotta know your place, gonna go to heaven
Then you make a mistake but they're never checkin
All the hate, yeah you kept it
Making me wait for what I never wanted
And I can never tell if I'm honest
Stab me in the back and takin whatever's promised

(Bust in make something outta nothing
Trick or treat casket smash like pumpkins
Been dropping beats like a fumble
Ballin out from west coast to trumble, uh)