Hiraeth
I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
It's very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
Now let me take you back to a fucking time that was simple
Back to a time fore' my face had a pimple
Daddy getting stares cause my daddy was a cripple
Momma always whining crying trynna fucking fix you
Now I got some fucking issues that I need to press against you
Put my pain up on a track, so I can fucking diss you
But I'd rather fucking kill you I don't need no fucking help
Take a knife to end your life and I'll just do it myself
God damn
I cant fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
Dumb dumb dumb you acting hella dumb with this bitch
You blowing funds on this bitch, you getting numb to all this
And you forgot about the fam and you ain't no fucking man
Imma put em on my back and Imma do it cause I can
And I'm about make it stack I'm steady grinding flipping packs
And I'm about to make a stance better mind my fucking tracks
Now I'm about to get you back you better take another glance
Before you fucking fade to black you can't take another chance
As the years go by I start to get little older
As the years go by my heart gettin little colder
Got my sister and my mother on my mofuckin' shoulders
Got me bitter ain't no sucker Imma mofuckin' soldier
Until I got the call I had to fall I had to ball
Your dad has passed I got the call I smacked the wall I gave it all
Before i continue let me tell you that I'm sorry
I seen it within you let me tell you I ain't sorry
I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
No no no no no no this is way too soon
Oh God please this can't be true
I seen the body in the casket man this shit fucking tragic
Seen the body in the casket should've burned with the matches
Now this shit is fucking tragic got me crying never catch it
Now this shit is fucking magic got me lying about my passion
Nah I'm never gonna match it cause I'm always gonna stash it
Nah I'm always quick to cash it, but I'm never to pass it
As the years go by man I'm just like you
Just a bum like you, just a chump like you
So dumb like you, I blow funds like you
Yeah I popped a couple pills I'm fucked up like you
But I can't be you, yeah this cant be true
It's the burden the face cause I can't go through
Nah I can't be you this cant be true
And I'm just certain Imma face everything you do
I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
Cause that ain't my style
It's very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
Now let me take you back to a fucking time that was simple
Back to a time fore' my face had a pimple
Daddy getting stares cause my daddy was a cripple
Momma always whining crying trynna fucking fix you
Now I got some fucking issues that I need to press against you
Put my pain up on a track, so I can fucking diss you
But I'd rather fucking kill you I don't need no fucking help
Take a knife to end your life and I'll just do it myself
God damn
I cant fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
Dumb dumb dumb you acting hella dumb with this bitch
You blowing funds on this bitch, you getting numb to all this
And you forgot about the fam and you ain't no fucking man
Imma put em on my back and Imma do it cause I can
And I'm about make it stack I'm steady grinding flipping packs
And I'm about to make a stance better mind my fucking tracks
Now I'm about to get you back you better take another glance
Before you fucking fade to black you can't take another chance
As the years go by I start to get little older
As the years go by my heart gettin little colder
Got my sister and my mother on my mofuckin' shoulders
Got me bitter ain't no sucker Imma mofuckin' soldier
Until I got the call I had to fall I had to ball
Your dad has passed I got the call I smacked the wall I gave it all
Before i continue let me tell you that I'm sorry
I seen it within you let me tell you I ain't sorry
I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
No no no no no no this is way too soon
Oh God please this can't be true
I seen the body in the casket man this shit fucking tragic
Seen the body in the casket should've burned with the matches
Now this shit is fucking tragic got me crying never catch it
Now this shit is fucking magic got me lying about my passion
Nah I'm never gonna match it cause I'm always gonna stash it
Nah I'm always quick to cash it, but I'm never to pass it
As the years go by man I'm just like you
Just a bum like you, just a chump like you
So dumb like you, I blow funds like you
Yeah I popped a couple pills I'm fucked up like you
But I can't be you, yeah this cant be true
It's the burden the face cause I can't go through
Nah I can't be you this cant be true
And I'm just certain Imma face everything you do
I can't fall down on my knees and apologize to you
Cause that ain't my style
Its very hard to say I'm wrong even though I know it's true
Thats just ain't my style
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Writer(s): Shaan Hurley
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