THE SWITCH UP
Hey, I been fighting with my demons
You don't wanna talk now
When I'm down get the fuck out
Great, how I'm feelin' on the outside
Hiding everything like every day
It's a hard time
Pain, what feelin on the odd side
Poppin' all these xans
But this pain it wont go away
Wait, you dont wanna come to my side
Stone cold hearts made of
Brimstone and hellfire
Damn, it's really crazy how you left me
When I needed your help
You ain't said a damn thing
Damn, this pistol chillin' on my shelf
It's lookin real great now
I should it on my self like
Damn, should I really end it now?
Should I pull the fuckin trigger?
Be the story of the town like
Damn, I just realized im a fool
Made my self vulnerable
And she used me like a tool like damn
Hey, I been fighting with my demons
You don't wanna talk now
When I'm down get the fuck out
Great, how I'm feelin' on the outside
Hiding everything like every day
It's a hard time
Pain, what feelin on the odd side
Poppin' all these xans
But this pain it wont go away
Wait, you dont wanna come to my side
Stone cold hearts made of
Brimstone and hellfire
Damn, this where I start to get mad
Bitch you ain't mine
Cause we fucked yous a fan
Homie in the slammer doin' life up in the can
If it come to bread and butter
Run up on you whats the plan bitch
30 round drum, black mask, and a bodybag
If I see a opp he get pressed like a thumbtack
Every ex bitch hope you die
Bitches fuckin' wack
Fuck you and your family too
Go wash your dirty ass bitch
You don't wanna talk now
When I'm down get the fuck out
Great, how I'm feelin' on the outside
Hiding everything like every day
It's a hard time
Pain, what feelin on the odd side
Poppin' all these xans
But this pain it wont go away
Wait, you dont wanna come to my side
Stone cold hearts made of
Brimstone and hellfire
Damn, it's really crazy how you left me
When I needed your help
You ain't said a damn thing
Damn, this pistol chillin' on my shelf
It's lookin real great now
I should it on my self like
Damn, should I really end it now?
Should I pull the fuckin trigger?
Be the story of the town like
Damn, I just realized im a fool
Made my self vulnerable
And she used me like a tool like damn
Hey, I been fighting with my demons
You don't wanna talk now
When I'm down get the fuck out
Great, how I'm feelin' on the outside
Hiding everything like every day
It's a hard time
Pain, what feelin on the odd side
Poppin' all these xans
But this pain it wont go away
Wait, you dont wanna come to my side
Stone cold hearts made of
Brimstone and hellfire
Damn, this where I start to get mad
Bitch you ain't mine
Cause we fucked yous a fan
Homie in the slammer doin' life up in the can
If it come to bread and butter
Run up on you whats the plan bitch
30 round drum, black mask, and a bodybag
If I see a opp he get pressed like a thumbtack
Every ex bitch hope you die
Bitches fuckin' wack
Fuck you and your family too
Go wash your dirty ass bitch
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Writer(s): Osama Butler
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