POUR MY HEART OUT
It used to be simple
I used to be able to get it all down, but now we got levels
I'm tryna get by but my heart aside, I been feeling mental
I can't separate so I medicate, I feel like a land mole
Fuck all the hate, I need some space, I'm head of this household
Say what you want, I do what I can
But I feel like you can't have a say in my plans
I did this to me so it be for me
Cause there ain't nobody been holding my hand
Ain't no coming back or going out sad
There's just that one hitter that ain't gonna land
Fuck off and cover your mouth with your hand
Yeah you a bitch, you deserve to get stitched
You deserve the worst of the all, your name even on my list
I'm so heated bout it, I'm steaming off it, I'm done tryna give a shit
I'm sad about it but don't cry about it I move on and plead the fifth
I'm tryna move on from this all of this toxic energy bullshit
My heart already cracked, no more need to drop it
I'll pick up the pieces later, for now I run the function
I don't care how I feel, I'll be better when I make it
Made it this far, I cannot go down, too late to go sad now
My dawgs in the park, they gambling cards but this ain't a game now
We rolling in packs, it sound so abstract but we tryna get paid now
It's something to do with the way you move, it makes an escape route
All the young soul talking, pour my heart out
But I still keep it a buck, something sounding foul
And I fuck with visions but I hate the sound
I'm in love with the fashion, I don't like the crowd
Switching location don't always mean chase
Ask if I cheated, the question remains
Can't go forever, we destined to change
My heart is right here, but it's slipping away
Know you too well, that pitch means that you telling lies
Here's sarcasm, it's all backwards, just love in disguise
Passive aggressive with white lies
Pour my heart out to the therapist
Even when we kiss, I gotta bitter taste
I can't sleep so I'm still awake
We make love, but we don't kiss
Why question things? That's just how it is
I don't know if I feel the same
I just know that I feel strange
I may need to check in
If I'm mad, that's too bad, what happened to my best friend?
Pictures in her windows but no more innuendo
Mix a masterpiece, peace of mind
In the studio and I need some time
Words and melodies, only thing I control
Stepped out when I shouldn't have gone
I guess I'll call you when I'm headed home, mix and master, peace
All these tragedies you know that magically disappear
Lovecraft, now my vision is clear
Love is blind, always unaware
I guess I couldn't care
Juda
Made it this far, I cannot go down, too late to go sad now
My dawgs in the park, they gambling cards but this ain't a game now
We rolling in packs, it sound so abstract but we tryna get paid now
It's something to do with the way you move, it makes an escape route
All the young soul talking, pour my heart out
But I still keep it a buck, something sounding foul
And I fuck with visions but I hate the sound
I'm in love with the fashion, I don't like the crowd
Hunter Dane, Juda Jay
Hunter Dane, Juda Jay, yeah
Hunter Dane, Juda Jay, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Assassinate my character to paint the bigger picture
I'm so happy, I'm so grateful under better weather
Shawty in my hoodie, she love all my sweaters
And I love it when she rock it like she writing letters
I remember times when shit never would make sense
My intuition says my stress is based on past tense
If that's true, then why am I considered selfish?
One day you gon understand why I do this
Why don't I do that?
Every time I push, they pull
I'm exhausted, but i ain't exhausted
All my options, you fool
I'm on Adderrall but you ain't get my attention in full
I'll rack up all the charges before I give two cents to you
You need to move out of the way of my view
'Cause if you don't, I'll just bulldoze you, try to lighten the mood
You come back after all that, you ain't entitled for truce
Fuck your modesty, your ego stay shining true
I used to be able to get it all down, but now we got levels
I'm tryna get by but my heart aside, I been feeling mental
I can't separate so I medicate, I feel like a land mole
Fuck all the hate, I need some space, I'm head of this household
Say what you want, I do what I can
But I feel like you can't have a say in my plans
I did this to me so it be for me
Cause there ain't nobody been holding my hand
Ain't no coming back or going out sad
There's just that one hitter that ain't gonna land
Fuck off and cover your mouth with your hand
Yeah you a bitch, you deserve to get stitched
You deserve the worst of the all, your name even on my list
I'm so heated bout it, I'm steaming off it, I'm done tryna give a shit
I'm sad about it but don't cry about it I move on and plead the fifth
I'm tryna move on from this all of this toxic energy bullshit
My heart already cracked, no more need to drop it
I'll pick up the pieces later, for now I run the function
I don't care how I feel, I'll be better when I make it
Made it this far, I cannot go down, too late to go sad now
My dawgs in the park, they gambling cards but this ain't a game now
We rolling in packs, it sound so abstract but we tryna get paid now
It's something to do with the way you move, it makes an escape route
All the young soul talking, pour my heart out
But I still keep it a buck, something sounding foul
And I fuck with visions but I hate the sound
I'm in love with the fashion, I don't like the crowd
Switching location don't always mean chase
Ask if I cheated, the question remains
Can't go forever, we destined to change
My heart is right here, but it's slipping away
Know you too well, that pitch means that you telling lies
Here's sarcasm, it's all backwards, just love in disguise
Passive aggressive with white lies
Pour my heart out to the therapist
Even when we kiss, I gotta bitter taste
I can't sleep so I'm still awake
We make love, but we don't kiss
Why question things? That's just how it is
I don't know if I feel the same
I just know that I feel strange
I may need to check in
If I'm mad, that's too bad, what happened to my best friend?
Pictures in her windows but no more innuendo
Mix a masterpiece, peace of mind
In the studio and I need some time
Words and melodies, only thing I control
Stepped out when I shouldn't have gone
I guess I'll call you when I'm headed home, mix and master, peace
All these tragedies you know that magically disappear
Lovecraft, now my vision is clear
Love is blind, always unaware
I guess I couldn't care
Juda
Made it this far, I cannot go down, too late to go sad now
My dawgs in the park, they gambling cards but this ain't a game now
We rolling in packs, it sound so abstract but we tryna get paid now
It's something to do with the way you move, it makes an escape route
All the young soul talking, pour my heart out
But I still keep it a buck, something sounding foul
And I fuck with visions but I hate the sound
I'm in love with the fashion, I don't like the crowd
Hunter Dane, Juda Jay
Hunter Dane, Juda Jay, yeah
Hunter Dane, Juda Jay, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Assassinate my character to paint the bigger picture
I'm so happy, I'm so grateful under better weather
Shawty in my hoodie, she love all my sweaters
And I love it when she rock it like she writing letters
I remember times when shit never would make sense
My intuition says my stress is based on past tense
If that's true, then why am I considered selfish?
One day you gon understand why I do this
Why don't I do that?
Every time I push, they pull
I'm exhausted, but i ain't exhausted
All my options, you fool
I'm on Adderrall but you ain't get my attention in full
I'll rack up all the charges before I give two cents to you
You need to move out of the way of my view
'Cause if you don't, I'll just bulldoze you, try to lighten the mood
You come back after all that, you ain't entitled for truce
Fuck your modesty, your ego stay shining true
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Writer(s): Juda Jay
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