PROPANE
Finna blow like propane from all this Pain
I be trying so damn hard for to Maintain
Finna blow like propane from all this
Pain
It seems so damn hard for to maintain
I put my feelings in a bottle
But they still seem for to follow me
No matter who I love
No matter who I trust
It seem like the past always come Between us
I'm so confused is it love or is it lust
Only God and my chop is the only Thing I trust
Time and time again I be trying to Right my wrongs
But it seem like i always end up more Wrong
I don't know, I don't know
What the fuck do I do
Where the fuck do I go
I need someone for to hold me
Someone never leave me lonely
Someone for to hold up what they told me
Someone for to always be there for me
I be going insane
I be trynna stay sane
I be trying so damn hard for maintain
I don't got no fucking brothers
I don't got no friends
To be honest nigga I ain't even close With some kin
But just know it's all love to the end
Only headshots that's how we get it in
And if miss then I'm spinning again
And again
And again
Finna blow like propane from all this Pain
I be trying so damn hard for maintain
But it seem like the pain always follow Me
No matter what I do it may be the end Of me
Finna blow like propane from all this Pain
It seems so damn hard for to maintain
I put my feelings in a bottle
But they still seem for to follow me
No matter who I love
No matter who I trust
It seem like the past always come Between us
I'm so confused is it love or is it lust
Only God and my chop is the only Thing I trust
I be trying so damn hard for to Maintain
Finna blow like propane from all this
Pain
It seems so damn hard for to maintain
I put my feelings in a bottle
But they still seem for to follow me
No matter who I love
No matter who I trust
It seem like the past always come Between us
I'm so confused is it love or is it lust
Only God and my chop is the only Thing I trust
Time and time again I be trying to Right my wrongs
But it seem like i always end up more Wrong
I don't know, I don't know
What the fuck do I do
Where the fuck do I go
I need someone for to hold me
Someone never leave me lonely
Someone for to hold up what they told me
Someone for to always be there for me
I be going insane
I be trynna stay sane
I be trying so damn hard for maintain
I don't got no fucking brothers
I don't got no friends
To be honest nigga I ain't even close With some kin
But just know it's all love to the end
Only headshots that's how we get it in
And if miss then I'm spinning again
And again
And again
Finna blow like propane from all this Pain
I be trying so damn hard for maintain
But it seem like the pain always follow Me
No matter what I do it may be the end Of me
Finna blow like propane from all this Pain
It seems so damn hard for to maintain
I put my feelings in a bottle
But they still seem for to follow me
No matter who I love
No matter who I trust
It seem like the past always come Between us
I'm so confused is it love or is it lust
Only God and my chop is the only Thing I trust
Credits
Writer(s): Khalif Reed
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