What Do You Do
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
Walk a mile in my vans
Pain in my hands wanna squash it
Like I'm in a fucking moshpit
Every step I take
Push me away
Push me away
Watch me break
Drowning in a lake of depression
Reeling fish of pressure
Can't do shit for leisure
Can't find no fucking pleasure
If I never make it or they say I don't have the right look
Then I'm sorry mum guess I'm not enough
But I get clout from the east
I get clout from the west
And I know I deserve cause I always perform my best
You can put me through the tests flying colors
If you don't like me then turn me to another
Swear to god I 'ma make it put it on my mother
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
You know I hate it when you cry
But sometimes it rains in July
Sometimes you got to sit back and enjoy the high
You'll never know you're in the good times
Till they pass you by
Enjoy every moment of it cause nothing comes when you die
And I could tell you the truth but I'd much rather lie
Lie to you, you know that I do
Yet you still listen to every single word
Baby, I've got these demons in my head screaming on the constant
Telling me the man in the mirror has turned to a fucking monster
Deal with it
Smell the whiskey on my breath
Throw me onto the bed
Let's fuck let's have sex
Then light up my cigarette
Bring me closer to death
Yes
Filled with stress
I can't flex
I ain't up next
Not yet
But either way
Keep on pushing keep on pushing
Just gotta move
Can't slow down, no
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
Just gotta keep on moving
I can't slow down
Forget my past now
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
Walk a mile in my vans
Pain in my hands wanna squash it
Like I'm in a fucking moshpit
Every step I take
Push me away
Push me away
Watch me break
Drowning in a lake of depression
Reeling fish of pressure
Can't do shit for leisure
Can't find no fucking pleasure
If I never make it or they say I don't have the right look
Then I'm sorry mum guess I'm not enough
But I get clout from the east
I get clout from the west
And I know I deserve cause I always perform my best
You can put me through the tests flying colors
If you don't like me then turn me to another
Swear to god I 'ma make it put it on my mother
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
You know I hate it when you cry
But sometimes it rains in July
Sometimes you got to sit back and enjoy the high
You'll never know you're in the good times
Till they pass you by
Enjoy every moment of it cause nothing comes when you die
And I could tell you the truth but I'd much rather lie
Lie to you, you know that I do
Yet you still listen to every single word
Baby, I've got these demons in my head screaming on the constant
Telling me the man in the mirror has turned to a fucking monster
Deal with it
Smell the whiskey on my breath
Throw me onto the bed
Let's fuck let's have sex
Then light up my cigarette
Bring me closer to death
Yes
Filled with stress
I can't flex
I ain't up next
Not yet
But either way
Keep on pushing keep on pushing
Just gotta move
Can't slow down, no
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now though my head is a mess
God is putting me through the test
Just gotta keep on moving
I can't slow down
Forget my past now
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Writer(s): Sam Cadwallender
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