Текст песни




Mama, taught
Take, course
Clocking in that fame, what you know?
Man I'm not gon' grow
When I'm home
And I'm so sick to death
Damn I'm already just gone
When the fuck are we gonna talk
I don't really understand it
Where the hell are we gonna be
Man what is worth the bacon
I don't play with your body
And its crazy that you hating
When I'm just tryna go at
Every single thing I'm stating
But it's war
And I got it
Im just training with this body
I ain't fazed
It's nirvana
I don't care how you found it huh
Spent all my time and I fucken miss you
Damage is thin, you never felt the issue
Man just to sink
Like the cristal in ships
It ain't fake
I don't understand the shit you into
But thats ok man I don't need my rock
Cause you ain't it though
When you die, left the date where you prayed
I just, know I'll see you any day
And I don't really care bout it now
Baby throw in the towel
Ima whip out that phone
Damn I can't reach you now
Yeah you musta just blocked, cant believe that you doubt yeah
Man its my fault that im always
Running away from from your feedback
Don't even knock it
Playing like you hiding damn
It's my own fucken story
And you just tryna go rob it
I don't hesitate to rush in
Damn I hate to leave you gushing
I'm just tryna live my best
Remember this is what you wanted
Damn I felt like I'm the one
Then I think about your moms
When I think bout them dead
Yeah I'm doing all this wrong
Man it's crazy what you do
When there's only room for me
We ain't still fam
Nothing is just rawer than me
Man what am I doing
With the Zaza in Princeton
Ops yeh they talk
While they locked up in prison
Damn how you'd you stay single with that charm
Yeah, I already know you loved
But I been running off
And left my feelings there
And I been so involved
Like all my billionaires
It's just the status that
Is on my zoney-zone
But what the fuck are you really here for
Cause you running the layup
From the side, momma thinks
Rocking all my pain but I hate half the wait
Half of the time when I'm talking this way
But it's not me
Baby you just caught in a rage
While you fucking round with me
Caught you playing with the pieces
Reasons, lies, and no time were you needed
Man I'm really off, to the paradise from treason
Nah man I don't even need you around yeh
But I'm shopping for the stares
Why the fuck we even care
Its like I'm living bare, without any ingles
But you just wanted to fix
All the time that you involved
When you execute it now, leave the habit on your soul
And you don't bring a thing
Only stresses to my life
In my mic
But you really wanna sacrifice the time
I don't ever need it
Cause my family's just over you
Let me get around, yeah



Авторы: Filip Mitrovic



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