Heart Bruisin'

When I was gone yea, calling in your phone yea
Bitch watch your tone yea, hated when I was alone yea
I'm in that zone yea, drive right past a cone yea
You said you couldn't wait until I got home yea

They cook a set of dope, that's not my antidote
Nigga please don't choke, said I'm woken up, living on the edge
Hanging like a thread like of a rope, man I'm losing hope
Wondering when imma do my first show

Hope my friends don't kill me out of jealousy, I ain't even mad if you ahead of me
Best I ever had, had my ecstasy, I ain't even sad as you can see
Ain't nothing really free

Two face defeater running shit like I'm a leader
Walking down wit that heater it's a true sleeper
Racing two-seater just to see her, it's a movie no theater
Gas loud like it's reefer, money turn them people evil

Going to a certain extent, head up in the sink, I ain't who you think
All that ass kissing left his eye pink, that's a bad time I don't jinx
I ain't gone never trip over a drink, haha

Now you stuck up in the house, what's that sound?
I'm looking up cause you let me down, who is them? who's around?
Playing with my heart, imma leave you in the lost & found

Heart bruisin' Im so sick of losing, all these choices i'm choosing
Gotta keep it, gotta keep it moving
Heart bruisin' Im so sick of losing, all these choices i'm choosing
Gotta keep it, gotta keep it moving

Leave my phone on DND, cause you bitches sicken me
I don't see why you keep hitting me
I'm talking but is you hearing me? I'm sick of this shit man literally
Why is you igging me? attitude came from middle east
Got a new home but it wasn't for lease, don't call the police
Caught a cold from the rollies, I think she stole me
How could you hold me? please don't back door me
Stir shit macaroni, times been getting lonely yea

I got the floor seats, designer on feet, look at what I peep
Dug the hole deep, you ain't no goat, you a sheep



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Writer(s): Christian Spann
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