Deep Inside

High above the spacious stars
I'll reach Mars, got a head start cause I'm fading
Thinking back on to my past
Broken glass, tearing up my skin cause I'm bleeding

Fuck with a nigga like me, huh
She fuck with nigga like me
Golden grills up in my teeth
Ask me why they call me Lonely
Keep a pistol on me
Ride alone and rollin weed
I been on my own for so damn long sometimes it feels like I forget
What it's like to have some friends
What it's like to have a girl die for you
What's it'a like to have a girl ride for you
If it wasn't for this pain
Trapped up in my brain
Wouldn't sing my pain
Over beats and pray

High above the spacious stars
I'll reach Mars, got a head start cause I'm fading
Thinking back on to my past
Broken glass, tearing up my skin cause I'm bleeding



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Martin
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