Ever since a jit I knew I would jump out the gate, yeah You know that I'm blessed, so now why you testing my faith? yeah Stressing up in space, now I'm starting to think it's laced, yeah Bought a mirror lense so my mama won't see my face, yeah Headed back to nothing, I feel like I'm outta place, yeah Spent a thousand dollars, I mix the drip with the pain, yeah Love the way she sounding she call me over to paint Milky rock up out her crib, I ain't never throwing on capes I won't ever trust a bitch, I ain't never going on dates Know that she gonna throw it back just to get a crumb off the plate Know that she would give her soul for a fraction of what I'll make But I'm seeing through the fakes and the bitches, hoes, and the snakes, yeah
Know I'm hanging by string and a demon just cut the rope Yeah this life is moving fast yeah I max the dash on the road I ain't never back, I ain't trackin' back where I go Mama say I should get out but I'm doing better alone I ain't even leave the house and I separated my soul I don't even trust a soul, this my only way to unload Now the deeper that I get, the more keys I find to the code If I'm supposed to go to hell, then why my heart staying cold? Know my life is unlimited, temporary on earth I started pouring my heart in this and the angels dispersed Everyone that I meet say that I'm blessed but I feel like I'm cursed Think I got cold feet little baby, it's too late to reverse Ima get blood on my feet before I leave this bitch in a hearse Even though that now I'm numb know the beginning it hurt Know ima aim for the moon because I know this ain't gettin' worse And now this bitch started crying because I'm doin' what works, yeah
Ever since a jit I knew I would jump out the gate, yeah You know that I'm blessed, so now why you testing my faith? yeah Stressing up in space, now I'm starting to think it's laced, yeah Bought a mirror lense so my mama won't see my face, yeah Headed back to nothing, I feel like I'm outta place, yeah Spent a thousand dollars, I mix the drip with the pain, yeah Love the way she sounding she call me over to paint Milky rock up out her crib, I ain't never throwing on capes I won't ever trust a bitch, I ain't never going on dates Know that she gonna throw it back just to get a crumb off the plate Know that she would give her soul for a fraction of what I'll make But I'm seeing through the fakes and the bitches, hoes, and the snakes, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
