Ugly

Bravehearts, Bravehearts
Bravehearts, Bravehearts

(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high

Uh, fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know
$uicide, death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four-door with no hoes
Kickin' it toe to toe with the po-po
All of the smoke that I blow, I'll become a no-show

Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard got your ho froze in a snow globe
Leave 'em hollerin', "Oh no", more so when I pour up
When I glow up, don't show up
You know what? Don't throw up the motherfuckin' set

59 on the gray, place a bet, slit wrist same color as the 'Vette, uh
Cigarette smoke etiquette, forget the Old Testament
I'm more reckless than the almighty Heaven sent
Yeah, we never fuckin' met again, snake skin belt cuttin' off my blood flow (Bravehearts, Bravehearts)
Check the motherfuckin' severance, jacket full of bullets, check the motherfuckin' letterman

(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high

Ticky-ticky time, that's why it's $uicide 'til the fuckin' afterlife
Keepin' a fuckin' knife right next to the seat
Thinkin' you wanna die when you move close to me
Nosebleeds for the dope fiends sleepin' next to me

Hopefully, I'ma just be in a bad dream
But it seems that the codeine turned me into a dope fiend
Now I'm ridin' in a nightmare as my mind screams

For that mo' money, mo' murder, mo' junkies, mo' servin', mo' runnin'
No turnin', no swervin' on an ice-cold road
Yung $carecrow be lookin' like death row
Blood-colored bathrobe with an ice-cold ho, ya know? (Bravehearts)
59 gray killers lookin' for a fuckin' homicide (Bravehearts)

(Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts)
(Bravehearts, Bravehearts)



Credits
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux
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