u know
Bitch I'm crazy, you know I love you
I just wanna go back in time and fucking undo, the shit we went through
You know I love you
And if you move on I guess Ima have to do it, too
And if I kill myself, you'll be the last thing on my mind
And when I go to hell, I'll miss you like I'm alive
And if you come right back, I'll let you crawl up in my arms
You're never coming back, so I don't know where to start
I know you're scared of the dark
I miss that light pole at the park
Where we would sit and smoke darts
Then go to Michaels for your art
Tired of life, know it can be a bitch
I'm just so tired of not being rich
I'm tired tonight, of dealing with this
Losing my mind, like "why am I pissed?"
Tell me where you go to sell your soul
And Ion got one so I'm finna sell yours
I want twenty six switchblades, and I guess clothes
And I'm so fucking tired of dealing with hoes
Don't even try, coming back to me, girl it's "fuck ur apology"
Everyday it's worse, when your not with me, know you'll come around when I'm making Cheese
(Bruh)
Bitch I'm crazy, you know I love you
I just wanna go back in time and fucking undo, the shit we went through
You know I love you
And if you move on I guess Ima have to do it, too
And if I kill myself, you'll be the last thing on my mind
And when I go to hell, I'll miss you like I'm alive
And if you come right back, I'll let you crawl up in my arms
You're never coming back, so I don't know where to start
I just wanna go back in time and fucking undo, the shit we went through
You know I love you
And if you move on I guess Ima have to do it, too
And if I kill myself, you'll be the last thing on my mind
And when I go to hell, I'll miss you like I'm alive
And if you come right back, I'll let you crawl up in my arms
You're never coming back, so I don't know where to start
I know you're scared of the dark
I miss that light pole at the park
Where we would sit and smoke darts
Then go to Michaels for your art
Tired of life, know it can be a bitch
I'm just so tired of not being rich
I'm tired tonight, of dealing with this
Losing my mind, like "why am I pissed?"
Tell me where you go to sell your soul
And Ion got one so I'm finna sell yours
I want twenty six switchblades, and I guess clothes
And I'm so fucking tired of dealing with hoes
Don't even try, coming back to me, girl it's "fuck ur apology"
Everyday it's worse, when your not with me, know you'll come around when I'm making Cheese
(Bruh)
Bitch I'm crazy, you know I love you
I just wanna go back in time and fucking undo, the shit we went through
You know I love you
And if you move on I guess Ima have to do it, too
And if I kill myself, you'll be the last thing on my mind
And when I go to hell, I'll miss you like I'm alive
And if you come right back, I'll let you crawl up in my arms
You're never coming back, so I don't know where to start
Credits
Writer(s): Kardi God
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