Bleeding
Can I get the first church of the hood to say On God
Damn
You know a young nigga been trapping on a broken heart, it aint easy
GOAT -The Lion Sin -HUEY
I hate my life for a reason
Penalties for treason
I guess my attitude don't make loving me no easy
Roll a blunt to fight my demons
Then I forget the reason
I don't give a fuck no more bitch I'm bleeding
Physically I'm bleeding
I hate my life I wanna die
Get up and proceed but a nigga don't know why
And my soul be full of pain, I got blud in my eyes
When I leave just know I didn't leave I died
Probably dropped off suicide
Momma said don't say that
Well I guess that I won't talk
Tried to holla at the Lorde
I'm just waiting on my callback
My bottles of emotion getting empty let me fall back
My promises as empty as my talk
If you know me, know I don't talk
I'm a dog I chase these birds when they flock
Told you once don't call me FELLOW bitch I'm Huey to these thots
Then she asking me whats wrong I said it's nothing
Man I put that on my momma and my Blud
Nigga got it out the mud
Yea he grew up where its scudded
And his chain ain't got no ice
But it be covered in my blud
Nigga tried to hang it up
But in the end he just end up getting hung
Now he coughing up codeine because it's syrup in his lungs
I hate my life for a reason
Penalties for treason
I guess my attitude don't make loving me no easy
Roll a blunt to fight my demons
Then I forget the reason
I don't give a fuck no more bitch I'm bleeding
Physically I'm bleeding
Damn
You know a young nigga been trapping on a broken heart, it aint easy
GOAT -The Lion Sin -HUEY
I hate my life for a reason
Penalties for treason
I guess my attitude don't make loving me no easy
Roll a blunt to fight my demons
Then I forget the reason
I don't give a fuck no more bitch I'm bleeding
Physically I'm bleeding
I hate my life I wanna die
Get up and proceed but a nigga don't know why
And my soul be full of pain, I got blud in my eyes
When I leave just know I didn't leave I died
Probably dropped off suicide
Momma said don't say that
Well I guess that I won't talk
Tried to holla at the Lorde
I'm just waiting on my callback
My bottles of emotion getting empty let me fall back
My promises as empty as my talk
If you know me, know I don't talk
I'm a dog I chase these birds when they flock
Told you once don't call me FELLOW bitch I'm Huey to these thots
Then she asking me whats wrong I said it's nothing
Man I put that on my momma and my Blud
Nigga got it out the mud
Yea he grew up where its scudded
And his chain ain't got no ice
But it be covered in my blud
Nigga tried to hang it up
But in the end he just end up getting hung
Now he coughing up codeine because it's syrup in his lungs
I hate my life for a reason
Penalties for treason
I guess my attitude don't make loving me no easy
Roll a blunt to fight my demons
Then I forget the reason
I don't give a fuck no more bitch I'm bleeding
Physically I'm bleeding
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Writer(s): Patrick Cooper
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