Lyrics

Realize that you cannot fix your dishes when they break Pieces fall astray, if you keep wont be the same Go replace, or do not What's the difference what you say I could name some things That make this shit go away It go sex, drugs, murder, money, dumb shit Most of it I'm done with Tired of hearing music made by dumb kids Who talk bout shit but they ain't even done shit All for clout they wanting But that shit make nauseous I grew up on Wheezy, Jay z, Drake, plus K from Compton Shady paved a way using his logic, that's god sent But they still love to hate, because of my skin Asking, why you rapping Funny i don't remember asking you I got this bag on my mind like i had the flu Went to sleep an then i dreamt what i had to Woke up feel anxious as hell Is it the afternoon My head it rang like a bell Shit i missed half of school First thing first get the beat an the hurst, bout to kill it no man down Sipping liquor with the juice, light it up in the booth On the loose wit the crew when I jam out Said yeah you know we like to vibe But you around here gon' standout Too negative an always want handouts Type we cant afford to have around now I Planned out, to rely less Not a highness you a douche Not a pilot, jus a pirate Tryna slime shit you gon' lose Aye You fucking wit me, like you knew me Bet a dollar you don't know I'm a looney tune Cause i got a dream an I'm moving Further an further an further away from you Realize that you cannot fix your dishes when they break Pieces fall astray, if you keep wont be the same Go replace, or do not What's the difference what you say I could name some things That make this shit go away It go sex, drugs, murder, money dumb shit Most of it I'm done with Tired of hearing music made by dumb kids Who talk bout shit but they ain't even done shit All for clout they wanting But that shit make nauseous
Writer(s): Max Shier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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