Текст песни Nights Move Fast - nervexx

I ride with tint
That's all I hear
Whip too dark
See crystal clear
This black don't see no preyin eyes
My dusk drawn shades see dead for miles
I'm geeked up cookin in a wasteland solo
Explore this shit mark heads no polo
Imma bitch lova
These men despise
My chronic taste where ego dies
Ride on

If I'm bein real
I'd love to see you fuckin die
Sick of listening
Cause girl I know you fucking lie
Imma empty out this ten fold
I know you're here
Was i so wrong?
One night your gone

Life really ain't fair that much at all
Two heavens
Betta pay up, up the law
4 months going down
Through a hell an back
Tombstones stand on the grounds
Now I'm fallen flat
Bitch
I don't really wanna pop out
Cause the drugs don't hit
Yeah the alc - don't - bounce - me - up
Fuck
Labelin my shit now
Wanted for a minute
Now we cuttin out the background

I can spaz on beats all day
Homeboy let her wash away
Not my fault but yet it is
So sorry man let's handle biz

I don't need fists to solve my shit
But yeah I ain't no saint
I'll break up lips
These cracked up chappers runnin mouth
They buggin
Finna hold my own
Layed out, you duckin

IT WHAT IT IS BOY
YOU AINT NO KILLA
SITTIN PRETTY YOU A BITCH BOY
TALK MY SHIT GO HOME
CUCK ASS MOTHAFUCKA THUGGIN
HE WAS SUCKIN ON THE TITTIES OF A BITCH
HE THOUGHT WAS LOVIN ALL OF HIM
SHIT WAS IN YOUR HEAD
LET EM KNOW MY NAME
TILL THE DAY IM DEAD

It's not that I care about you
I fuckin hate yo guts
Stop
Rip that pain up out you
I know you in a rut
But fuck that!
Promise to myself I'm finna clean up
Help heal all the ones I love
Been dependent and a sinner
Fuckin early through the winter
All the hearts I've stolen broken in a month
Fuck was it worth

I can spaz on beats all day
Homeboy let her wash away
Not my fault but yet it is
So sorry man let's handle biz

I can spaz on beats all day
Homeboy let her wash away
Not my fault but yet it is
So sorry man let's handle biz

I know your a just a waste of time
I know your heart will break like mine
Winter, summer it don't matter
Time will heal before it shatters
Fuck I loath that emptiness
You breakin up I love this shit

It ain't no secret
I'm not bloated from my self worth
I keep the pressure on my mental
Cause the truth hurts
I think I'm destined for some greatness
But this hearse works
Can't pop no pill
Or else my brain will
Think I'm damned cursed!
I fuck up plans
These words mean shit
Wash dirty hands
Up high I held my shattered gun
The bullet bounced
Right off my tounge

Wanna talk about it
Run about it
End up in the car now
Fuck her on the table
Washin dishes
Needin love how
Pretty boys need pretty shit
Cause life don't care boutta dirty bitch
I'm dead