Three whole years, 36 hours What a wast eof time fuck the love, fuck the flowers I hope you'll die like my soul got devoured Now I'm all about the money and the fame and the power Fuck love, what the fuck that gotta do with it That don't pay the rent it ain't never made a nigga rich What does lead to all the foolishness And make me wanna se you six feet under laying in a ditch He shot me, he shot me dead All I want is a bullet in is head
I wouldn't cry if you died, no What would I cry for? If you was on fire I'd just let you burn Wouldn't cry if you died, no Already seen you go I lost my heart and now it's your turn
Fuck love, fuck it yeah, fuck love x2
Listen I''m not mad I'm motherfucking hazard Man I love to hate you and it's such a bad habit I can't kick it, I can't kick it Even though I tried And you started it Rather see me die than see me fly So here we go fuck the tables and I'm turning it Damn she cold light a fire and I'm burning it Me and you, we was destined for the break up So I'mma keep it real, no frills no make up
He shot me, he shot me dead Ya'll don't knw All I want is a bullet in his head
If you died I wouldn't cry if you died, no What would I cry for? If you was on fire I'd just let you burn Wouldn't cry if you died, no Already seen you go I lost my heart and now it's your turnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
