Текст песни BAD NEWS - Shyler

You got me running around
Like it's a rat race
Gave you all that I had
You let it slip away
We where gonna to stay strong
Till our hair went gray

Why did I try
You done fucked up my life

Patience baby
I needed saving
Talking that shit
Now my bloods on the pavement
Wishin you good
But you know that I'm aching
Using my feelings for your entertainment
Real as it get ain't no time for your faking
Leading me on oh that sh!t was too blatant
Cursed from above I need god to send payments
Cover it up cause my heart is now vacant

You been killing my vibe bitch
Make me feel like I'm dying
Coming around with your eyes flipped
Trying to turn this shit violent
You been killing my vibe bitch
Make me feel like I'm dying
Coming around with your eyes flipped
Trying to turn this shit violent

Now we going crazy crazy
Got me feeling like my mama hate me
Drinking, popping all these pills I'm hazy
Need an iron cause the lord won't save me
Got me thinking real hard I'm pacing
In my mind cause my thoughts is racing
See the future I'm a 3 eyed raven
Fall asleep it's your dreams I'm taken

You got me running around
Like it's a rat race
Gave you all that I had
You let it slip away
We where gonna to stay strong
Till our hair went gray

Why did I try
You done fucked up my life

Miss me with that bullsh!t
No you never had to
Kissing on my neck, I
Knew that it was bad news
Feel it in my stomach
This bitch got me tattooed
If you find a reason
I would say it
Cause I loved you

Miss me with that bullsh!t
No you never had to
Kissing on my neck, I
Knew that it was bad news
Feel it in my stomach
This bitch got me tattooed
If you find a reason
I would say it
Cause I loved you