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Fuck a second chance, she don't deserve that
I'm counting hella bands, I can see her lurk back
Girl I know our pressure's tense, but I don't deserve that
I heard you got a second man, you might be on your third lad
On the field I serve packs, Merc-Benz, bitch I swerve that
Is it love or drugs, off the henny, it's a blurred path
I blur that love out of my mind
And I can't think or speak cause I've been off all these herb packs
Ugh, I'm burning bridges
I build them, then tear them down cause bitches might hurt my feelings
Rebuild them then build them again, then kill them feelings with these perc prescriptions
I worsen my feelings, every time I go back to her and fuck she's the worst addiction
I'm waiting 'til the grim reaps
On the daily sipping bourbon, I've been on the Jim Beams
Mixed with baileys, bit of herb and maybe like six beans
From ridding my pain, I rid my kidneys
Feeling like her doctor, running out of patience
I thought we locked hearts, hers was owned by Satan
I've been off that wockhardt, eighths I've been blazing
Trying to escape all the pain she's creating
Fuck a second chance, she don't deserve that
I'm counting hella bands, I can see her lurk back
Girl I know our pressure's tense, but I don't deserve that
I heard you got a second man, you might be on your third lad
On the field I serve packs, Merc-Benz, bitch I swerve that
Is it love or drugs, of the henny, it's a blurred path
I blur that love out of my mind
And I can't think or speak cause I've been off all these herb packs
Can't fuck with party girls, call me Nola
Yet this one is half my world, guess I'm bipolar
I just wanna part this world, I'm getting colder
I thought I loved this girl, now I sit and roll up
(Hold up, let me roll up)
I'm faded for the fuck of it
Daily I've been blazing, I've been making myself puff a mix
But fuck this shit
You were the one, now you're a bluffing bitch