Last Wound
My dog been using Ecstacy as therapy
Showed the side I try hide and now she scared of me
Demons in my head like can we stay with you
Even though we never talk know I still pray for you
Shoota went to jail over guns but you'll get fried still
It's been 3 years since my dad and I still cry still
Turn to a stripper if she invited to my hotel
Know the things that we did but that's his hoe still
I just
Crushed a pill and mixed in my Fanta
Ima
Still cook up the dope though I don't wanna
Mmm mmm mmm
Either ball or selling dope cause we ain't wanna be a doctor
This my last wound
Tend to wear my heart like it's a tattoo
He ain't gotta do it but he glad to
Now he off a pill tryna bag dude
Yeah
You would think I hang with kids because my dawgs love to slide
It don't cost to keep it real you'll pay the price you choose to lie
I learned to hate you it's a fact too
Please go back to the past you
He droppin outta college cause a job won't bring a million
On TV playin ball then go back home to rob civilians
He been poppin pills and he been sellin to the children
To his brother he a hero to the world labeled a villain
Like why lord
Cause this pain we gotta bottle
We get high lord
I pray to you so why the fuck you take my friends for
This my last wound
Tend to wear my heart like it's a tattoo
He ain't gotta do it but he glad to
Now he off a pill tryna bag dude
Yeah
You would think I hang with kids because my dawgs love to slide
It don't cost to keep it real you'll pay the price you choose to lie
I learned to hate you it's a fact too
Please go back to the past you
Poppin pills if we don't feel em then we pop another
Spy on her man but she freak when we go undercover
She an undercover Barbie
Me and her the same because we both can buy a body
Yeah
Got no room for love cause all the toxins in my body
Kill me slowly probably
Thought he was my dawg but he had envy waiting on me
This my sad song
Release all emotion why you mad song
This my last wound
Tend to wear my heart like it's a tattoo
He ain't gotta do it but he glad to
Now he off a pill tryna bag dude
Yeah
You would think I hang with kids because my dawgs love to slide
It don't cost to keep it real you'll pay the price you choose to lie
I learned to hate you it's a fact too
Please go back to the past you
Showed the side I try hide and now she scared of me
Demons in my head like can we stay with you
Even though we never talk know I still pray for you
Shoota went to jail over guns but you'll get fried still
It's been 3 years since my dad and I still cry still
Turn to a stripper if she invited to my hotel
Know the things that we did but that's his hoe still
I just
Crushed a pill and mixed in my Fanta
Ima
Still cook up the dope though I don't wanna
Mmm mmm mmm
Either ball or selling dope cause we ain't wanna be a doctor
This my last wound
Tend to wear my heart like it's a tattoo
He ain't gotta do it but he glad to
Now he off a pill tryna bag dude
Yeah
You would think I hang with kids because my dawgs love to slide
It don't cost to keep it real you'll pay the price you choose to lie
I learned to hate you it's a fact too
Please go back to the past you
He droppin outta college cause a job won't bring a million
On TV playin ball then go back home to rob civilians
He been poppin pills and he been sellin to the children
To his brother he a hero to the world labeled a villain
Like why lord
Cause this pain we gotta bottle
We get high lord
I pray to you so why the fuck you take my friends for
This my last wound
Tend to wear my heart like it's a tattoo
He ain't gotta do it but he glad to
Now he off a pill tryna bag dude
Yeah
You would think I hang with kids because my dawgs love to slide
It don't cost to keep it real you'll pay the price you choose to lie
I learned to hate you it's a fact too
Please go back to the past you
Poppin pills if we don't feel em then we pop another
Spy on her man but she freak when we go undercover
She an undercover Barbie
Me and her the same because we both can buy a body
Yeah
Got no room for love cause all the toxins in my body
Kill me slowly probably
Thought he was my dawg but he had envy waiting on me
This my sad song
Release all emotion why you mad song
This my last wound
Tend to wear my heart like it's a tattoo
He ain't gotta do it but he glad to
Now he off a pill tryna bag dude
Yeah
You would think I hang with kids because my dawgs love to slide
It don't cost to keep it real you'll pay the price you choose to lie
I learned to hate you it's a fact too
Please go back to the past you
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Writer(s): Khari Vanderbilt
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