Lyrics

I... Don't give a fuck no more There aint many fucks I have I... Been dealing with bull shit Pain... Is in the air polusin I'm... In my bag solution I... Got the map the blue print Fame... Is all I ask I pray for New desiner tags I pay for Louis... Vuitton scaref like dey t Sooon I'll be like fuck u pay me Lost... a couple friends they switched up New... I would be big dont miss um Soon... I'm gone be rich can't give up Blues... they come again like hick ups There ain't many fucks have I gave up my last Tryed to trust a dumb ass Gas strong It might crush ya lungs bad Hit it like a lab Told her push her buns back 1 time for the the one's who come last 2 hits then I pass the blunt back 3 times if u feel the pains real 4 times pray I never callaps Fucked up when I said I didn't care Blead out from a fuckin thumb tack Some times I feel she's gone at last Other time I wish shed just come back
Writer(s): Curtis Hodges Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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