We Made It
I made it fk all the ones who hate it
I got your girl on me and she faded
And she dancin on me naked ey
Im old lady and it aint good talk lady
Still reckon I graduated
Now everyday i feel ready ey
Yo shattered hearts are like scattered darts
Lookin on the ground for all the missing parts
It hurts cant you tell while im standing here in pain
Thinking if it worth it shooting myself in the brain
Thats insane why is that a fuing thought
Am I crazy lazy or mentally lost
Explain to me why theres no way out
All I ever do is lay in my bed and shout
Just fu*k it here we go again
My name is Adam I want a son named stan
But whats the point with fued up life
Lost my job my car fixing to lose my wife
Just remember the days we had
When we would laugh and smile cause we were always glad
Never mad never saw no tears
There were stories bout you and a dude drinking beer
I made it fk all the ones who hate it
I got your girl on me and she faded
And she dancin on me naked ey
Im old lady and it aint good talk lady
Still reckon I graduated
Now everyday i feel ready ey
Thats it time to throw up my fist
Beat this fu*kers a finish taking a piss
What a disgrace to ever call this love
Stupid a bit*h send me flying above
Now grab me a pair of gloves
For this murder bouta commit just to show my love
Call me crazy I wasnt the one that lied
My grandmas the one that jut committed suicide
Im emotionally hurt contemplating that
Before i finish this story theres a little fag
His name is keegan hes a dirty rag
Hes also a fag
I spit on his face with blood and bleach
Fu*k his sister and mom on a beach
I make him cry fk how he feels
That faggot mad cause he wears high heels
Daddy makin him squeal
I made it fk all the ones who hate it
I got your girl on me and she faded
And she dancin on me naked ey
Im old lady and it aint good talk lady
Still reckon I graduated
Now everyday i feel ready ey
I got your girl on me and she faded
And she dancin on me naked ey
Im old lady and it aint good talk lady
Still reckon I graduated
Now everyday i feel ready ey
Yo shattered hearts are like scattered darts
Lookin on the ground for all the missing parts
It hurts cant you tell while im standing here in pain
Thinking if it worth it shooting myself in the brain
Thats insane why is that a fuing thought
Am I crazy lazy or mentally lost
Explain to me why theres no way out
All I ever do is lay in my bed and shout
Just fu*k it here we go again
My name is Adam I want a son named stan
But whats the point with fued up life
Lost my job my car fixing to lose my wife
Just remember the days we had
When we would laugh and smile cause we were always glad
Never mad never saw no tears
There were stories bout you and a dude drinking beer
I made it fk all the ones who hate it
I got your girl on me and she faded
And she dancin on me naked ey
Im old lady and it aint good talk lady
Still reckon I graduated
Now everyday i feel ready ey
Thats it time to throw up my fist
Beat this fu*kers a finish taking a piss
What a disgrace to ever call this love
Stupid a bit*h send me flying above
Now grab me a pair of gloves
For this murder bouta commit just to show my love
Call me crazy I wasnt the one that lied
My grandmas the one that jut committed suicide
Im emotionally hurt contemplating that
Before i finish this story theres a little fag
His name is keegan hes a dirty rag
Hes also a fag
I spit on his face with blood and bleach
Fu*k his sister and mom on a beach
I make him cry fk how he feels
That faggot mad cause he wears high heels
Daddy makin him squeal
I made it fk all the ones who hate it
I got your girl on me and she faded
And she dancin on me naked ey
Im old lady and it aint good talk lady
Still reckon I graduated
Now everyday i feel ready ey
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Writer(s): Anthony Michael Harris
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