Letras
im gon rap til i die
i got the passion for it
passionfruit my white claw
angry drunk that boy was askin for it
ridin foreigns
but i miss them days when i was poor
and everything about it felt more real
i dont like my new story
its annoying
how they come up out the woodworks
wish i could've went to woodward
wish i could've been someone that goes in head first
but im privileged
grew up nice
fucked it up did dumb shit
my head hurts from these throwbacks
honestly cant feel shit
dont wanna think of my past life
its funny how thats my image
well it makes sense
cus my music realer than
all of these bitches
stayin up all night on the games
while my parents fightin
hoopin in the rain
had some dreams but now young me is frightened
i aint have too much to offer
besides an attitude
always sent into my room
summer rain
and hooping shoes
sometimes i think i got better
then i cut off everyone
im burnin bridges and their letters
wish i never met her
wish i never met her
lets get real
lets get real
lets get real
lets get real
lets get real
lets get real
lets get real
lets get real
fucked my life up when i signed a fuckin deal
made this song in desperation
wont relisten to it still
im cryin out for help
can you tell im so forreal
i think i believe in hell
this version of me i killed
the body we never found
they sayin its still around
girl do you believe in love
somehow we survived the comedown
somehow we survived the comedown