words that i utter.
Moment of silence for those who couldn't keep they mouth shut
A quiet daredevil just doing a loud stunt
And I proceed to roll the runts' I call it loud blunt
A game of hide and seek with numbers until I count one
And I get deeply hurt regardless of what my choices are
Found somebody with strep throat and I told them enjoy some halls
Yesterday was speechless you'll get that voice tomorrow
The farthest friends that live from me that's where my closest are
Ain't it funny how
You decided to develop
A close relationship with me then you're a ghost tomorrow
Practice what you preach the pastor told me pass the aux to me
Typical rappers when I heard it it's so orthodox to me
According to my last few raps I had to a lot of shit to say
Yesterday wasn't a promise why the fuck you pray today?
Places that I wanna go somehow the flight ain't delayed
Words that I utter even my own mother she could relate
Just because she says she loves you do not mean she fucking do
Trust me I've heard a lot things even I thought that were true
Love is measured by the good and the bad apples
Tell that boy his pain is mine but multiplied by ten
I'd make a party invite them but I don't have much friends
Doctor told me it ain't prescribed but shit I'm back on it
Whoever it is you wish to trick just put a trap on it
In the meantime
Google the answers to my fuckin' test
And if I pass then I'll be damned I'll put a cap on it
Last relationship was 3 months
Surprised it's how much I lasted on it
Too much drama so I had to go and act upon it
A beat that'll change your life
Cause they knew I was rapping on it
Those who get bitches pregnant I guess you don't understand rubber
While you thinking she alone
She most likely fucking others
Never had a true brother but Christian he's like my brother
In fact he's more than that he's the reason I'm alive in the summer
She fell in love with the first two
I got hurt by the one I explained my hurt to
Word to
Spitting bars in a old booth
Putting my hands to the sky don't shoot
Fucking that bitch by the looks it
It'll be my goal to not make her leg move
Nigga
Smoking that blunt in a roof too high to get down I might stay up
But if I can't get down to the ground
Then my nigga what the fuck am I gon' do?
A quiet daredevil just doing a loud stunt
And I proceed to roll the runts' I call it loud blunt
A game of hide and seek with numbers until I count one
And I get deeply hurt regardless of what my choices are
Found somebody with strep throat and I told them enjoy some halls
Yesterday was speechless you'll get that voice tomorrow
The farthest friends that live from me that's where my closest are
Ain't it funny how
You decided to develop
A close relationship with me then you're a ghost tomorrow
Practice what you preach the pastor told me pass the aux to me
Typical rappers when I heard it it's so orthodox to me
According to my last few raps I had to a lot of shit to say
Yesterday wasn't a promise why the fuck you pray today?
Places that I wanna go somehow the flight ain't delayed
Words that I utter even my own mother she could relate
Just because she says she loves you do not mean she fucking do
Trust me I've heard a lot things even I thought that were true
Love is measured by the good and the bad apples
Tell that boy his pain is mine but multiplied by ten
I'd make a party invite them but I don't have much friends
Doctor told me it ain't prescribed but shit I'm back on it
Whoever it is you wish to trick just put a trap on it
In the meantime
Google the answers to my fuckin' test
And if I pass then I'll be damned I'll put a cap on it
Last relationship was 3 months
Surprised it's how much I lasted on it
Too much drama so I had to go and act upon it
A beat that'll change your life
Cause they knew I was rapping on it
Those who get bitches pregnant I guess you don't understand rubber
While you thinking she alone
She most likely fucking others
Never had a true brother but Christian he's like my brother
In fact he's more than that he's the reason I'm alive in the summer
She fell in love with the first two
I got hurt by the one I explained my hurt to
Word to
Spitting bars in a old booth
Putting my hands to the sky don't shoot
Fucking that bitch by the looks it
It'll be my goal to not make her leg move
Nigga
Smoking that blunt in a roof too high to get down I might stay up
But if I can't get down to the ground
Then my nigga what the fuck am I gon' do?
Credits
Writer(s): Andry Martinez
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