Текст песни One - WILZO

I Swear Got a heart that's Seen the great wars
I still can't find the time to pick up phone calls Black & white like 8 ball Skinny boy I ate more
Serving second plates my insecurities leak I need eight more
Truly hating that we come to this
Turn my back baby yeh gotta run from this System shut down
Yeh we sunken ships forgive my flaws for what I Just done to this
Flipping the card don't act like
Uno unpredictable outcry's
Mixed with the pseudo
Searching for the clues Playing games like Cluedo Feeling abounded Outcasted like Pluto Winter time It's the cold
Part of the season Staying up nocturnal living for the evening Thinking I'm a saint I know I be a demon I'm hungry I'm
Rapping like my appetite
In need of feeding People
Crowd around poker face
Up Silence in the sound till the homie lace up, Distant from the drugs feeling like a fucking
Break up Stories on my skin from The Fucking waist up Yeh yeh