APATHY
You can tear my heart out, I'll just say thank you for the inspiration
Writing all these songs we tryna make it out basement
Face it, uh, yo shit sound outdated
And you tryna get a placement on these playlists but you basic
Cook up in the stu 'til we bring home the bacon
I'm in the cut nigga tryna get faded
Hop out the back in the freshest and latest
The mask on my face I'm adjacent to Jason Vorhees
Mama always tryna warn me, uh
Pops was always gon' ignore me, uh
She ain't love me she was horny, uh
He must work with law enforcement
Skipping school cause it was boring
Smoking 'til four in the morning
So many grills on a young nigga mouth, they might call me George Foreman
Drop a hit song without warning
I gotta make sure its Boomin'
Don't fuck with the Metro, I'm ridin' through DC right on a scooter
Two door coupe fit me and my shooter
Goin' out sad, you a loser
You can tear my heart out, I'll just say thank you for the inspiration
Writing all these songs we tryna make it out basement
Face it, uh, yo shit sound outdated
And you tryna get a placement on these playlists but you basic
Cook up in the stu 'til we bring home the bacon
I'm in the cut nigga tryna get faded
Hop out the back in the freshest and latest
The mask on my face I'm adjacent to Jason Vorhees
Mama always tryna warn me, uh
Pops was always gon' ignore me, uh
She ain't love me she was horny, uh
He must work with law enforcement
Writing all these songs we tryna make it out basement
Face it, uh, yo shit sound outdated
And you tryna get a placement on these playlists but you basic
Cook up in the stu 'til we bring home the bacon
I'm in the cut nigga tryna get faded
Hop out the back in the freshest and latest
The mask on my face I'm adjacent to Jason Vorhees
Mama always tryna warn me, uh
Pops was always gon' ignore me, uh
She ain't love me she was horny, uh
He must work with law enforcement
Skipping school cause it was boring
Smoking 'til four in the morning
So many grills on a young nigga mouth, they might call me George Foreman
Drop a hit song without warning
I gotta make sure its Boomin'
Don't fuck with the Metro, I'm ridin' through DC right on a scooter
Two door coupe fit me and my shooter
Goin' out sad, you a loser
You can tear my heart out, I'll just say thank you for the inspiration
Writing all these songs we tryna make it out basement
Face it, uh, yo shit sound outdated
And you tryna get a placement on these playlists but you basic
Cook up in the stu 'til we bring home the bacon
I'm in the cut nigga tryna get faded
Hop out the back in the freshest and latest
The mask on my face I'm adjacent to Jason Vorhees
Mama always tryna warn me, uh
Pops was always gon' ignore me, uh
She ain't love me she was horny, uh
He must work with law enforcement
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Writer(s): Pierre Kingbo
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