Written on Me (feat. Erik Boci)
Don't know why I keep going
Hope is not showing
My mind is under her controlling
Feeling the heat when she comes next to me
The feeling is op, babygirl I wanna leave
No one is there by my side
But I hear voices inside
They telling me I should die
Hell is connected with life
I marry death thats my wife
I slit my wrists with a knife
But she will not let me die
Her slave 'till the end of time
Should I have not confessed my love
Soon as I did she took a hold of me
An ex-addict and she's my drug
Took doses to make my soul complete
And now she is written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me me
Written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me, me, me
Written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me me
She's written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me, me, me
I had to raise up the price on these bitches
They swear that they chasing a bag
She only hit me when i'm off the liquor
Im spending as much as the rich gettin' taxed
All of these drugs that I got in my cup
I know my momma praying that I don't relapse
No I do not sip the Henny I got the Ciroqviesevion tab
I like the bitches thats just wanna fuck me
If she tryna cuff then she gotta relax
My old chick is fucking the bootleg version of me
So much for leaving shit in the past
Pull up in a four door, then did the dash
Say that i'm hungry, thats food in my face
I run with some reapers
Yeah you can get blasted, they stealing sauce
Cause I drip all my fashion
Man hold up Av, tell 'em that we got them ratchets
I don't do shooting, engraved slut in my casket
She poppin' perk and she think she a addict
I'm smoking weed and she told me to pass it
She belong to the streets, bitch on her knees
And he ain't gon' touch me, that choppa on me
And I spend that check, bitch I gotta go eat
She ask what i'm doing
Bitch i'm DOING ME
Days of riding out
Styling out
Going out
Seeing new people are done
Im just crying now
Dying now
Lying now
Could've found ways to move on
Written on me written on me
I think she is written on me, written on me me
Now she is written on me, written on me
Nobody can save me because she is written on me me
Should I have not confessed my love
Soon as I did she took a hold of me
An ex-addict and she's my drug
Took doses to make my soul complete
Hope is not showing
My mind is under her controlling
Feeling the heat when she comes next to me
The feeling is op, babygirl I wanna leave
No one is there by my side
But I hear voices inside
They telling me I should die
Hell is connected with life
I marry death thats my wife
I slit my wrists with a knife
But she will not let me die
Her slave 'till the end of time
Should I have not confessed my love
Soon as I did she took a hold of me
An ex-addict and she's my drug
Took doses to make my soul complete
And now she is written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me me
Written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me, me, me
Written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me me
She's written on me, written on me
Written on me, written on me, me, me
I had to raise up the price on these bitches
They swear that they chasing a bag
She only hit me when i'm off the liquor
Im spending as much as the rich gettin' taxed
All of these drugs that I got in my cup
I know my momma praying that I don't relapse
No I do not sip the Henny I got the Ciroqviesevion tab
I like the bitches thats just wanna fuck me
If she tryna cuff then she gotta relax
My old chick is fucking the bootleg version of me
So much for leaving shit in the past
Pull up in a four door, then did the dash
Say that i'm hungry, thats food in my face
I run with some reapers
Yeah you can get blasted, they stealing sauce
Cause I drip all my fashion
Man hold up Av, tell 'em that we got them ratchets
I don't do shooting, engraved slut in my casket
She poppin' perk and she think she a addict
I'm smoking weed and she told me to pass it
She belong to the streets, bitch on her knees
And he ain't gon' touch me, that choppa on me
And I spend that check, bitch I gotta go eat
She ask what i'm doing
Bitch i'm DOING ME
Days of riding out
Styling out
Going out
Seeing new people are done
Im just crying now
Dying now
Lying now
Could've found ways to move on
Written on me written on me
I think she is written on me, written on me me
Now she is written on me, written on me
Nobody can save me because she is written on me me
Should I have not confessed my love
Soon as I did she took a hold of me
An ex-addict and she's my drug
Took doses to make my soul complete
Credits
Writer(s): Avalon Henry
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