GRENADE
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know I'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Pop out with that script I'm fighting pain
He don't wanna fight we up them thangs
Why you wanna love me from a range
Certain shit that you do cant explain
I'm a loose screw but you couldn't find a wrench
That thang wrapped around me cause I'm from the trench
I'm whipping my wrist in the pot with no whisk
I'd kill for your love it is what it is
Left me in the rain, now i'm drenched
Got demons i fight from within
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Every king got a queen
You played your cards now it's Read em and weep
Pull up our thread and you read it and weep
Lately I sleep like my soul ain't at ease
How can I eat when it's eating at me
Fighting with me now I'm bobbing and weaving
Both of us toxic, it's harder to leave
How you fill the void if you can't feel the void
That feeling is something you can't avoid
This feeling is something you can't afford
Why you build me up then it got destroyed
But you never hear about it from the source
Hmm
I know you feel the boy
Huh
You could heal the boy
But shit
You'd rather kill the boy
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know I'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Pop out with that script I'm fighting pain
He don't wanna fight we up them thangs
Why you wanna love me from a range
Certain shit that you do cant explain
I'm a loose screw but you couldn't find a wrench
That thang wrapped around me cause I'm from the trench
I'm whipping my wrist in the pot with no whisk
I'd kill for your love it is what it is
Left me in the rain, now i'm drenched
Got demons i fight from within
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Every king got a queen
You played your cards now it's Read em and weep
Pull up our thread and you read it and weep
Lately I sleep like my soul ain't at ease
How can I eat when it's eating at me
Fighting with me now I'm bobbing and weaving
Both of us toxic, it's harder to leave
How you fill the void if you can't feel the void
That feeling is something you can't avoid
This feeling is something you can't afford
Why you build me up then it got destroyed
But you never hear about it from the source
Hmm
I know you feel the boy
Huh
You could heal the boy
But shit
You'd rather kill the boy
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Fighting with myself, I'll catch a fade
Holding you feel likes its a grenade
Both know i'm gonna blow up either way
Wheres the money, I don't want the fame
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Davis, Dorion Chapman, Patrick Starling
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