Serpents
I Made mistakes
I showed remorse
I show them love
Wont show my heart
Never felt this way before
Never gave a fuck about time, Jewels and cars
Always needed more
Always seen it pour
Love hurts its a lesson i took to heart
I wont kiss the dirt
You wont see this earth
Mama praying she don't get a call Im in a Hearse (God damn)
Im in the city with fam
Told papa i needed a hand he said say again
Told mama ill purchase that benz i paid every told with a sin i did it again
Every nigga seem to have a story
Caught her in the act she sorry
Hide my emotions toy story
Using this brandy was handy or maybe one line change the story
Might sniff a bump in a hurry
My mind in a flurry
I seem to mix logic and story
Rumors turn tumors
Might end the pain with a ruger
Im praying to god i dont lose it
(Uh, Yeah)
Im praying to god i dont lose it
(Uh, Yeah)
Im saying to much in the music
Choices and options go hand in hand
You choosing and picking the other man
Always playing me slow like a stupid guy
Steady twisting my words like a ceiling fan
I kept outta reach always getting to close
I remember them nights you would hit the high notes
Curled your toes body twitching to cold
Left to my own never coming back home
17 years never made a decision
18 years old now im making my vision come true took the bait like the fishes lord granting my wishes
I did it im finished
I promise he granting my wishes
I promise he granting my wishes
No serpents
I showed remorse
I show them love
Wont show my heart
Never felt this way before
Never gave a fuck about time, Jewels and cars
Always needed more
Always seen it pour
Love hurts its a lesson i took to heart
I wont kiss the dirt
You wont see this earth
Mama praying she don't get a call Im in a Hearse (God damn)
Im in the city with fam
Told papa i needed a hand he said say again
Told mama ill purchase that benz i paid every told with a sin i did it again
Every nigga seem to have a story
Caught her in the act she sorry
Hide my emotions toy story
Using this brandy was handy or maybe one line change the story
Might sniff a bump in a hurry
My mind in a flurry
I seem to mix logic and story
Rumors turn tumors
Might end the pain with a ruger
Im praying to god i dont lose it
(Uh, Yeah)
Im praying to god i dont lose it
(Uh, Yeah)
Im saying to much in the music
Choices and options go hand in hand
You choosing and picking the other man
Always playing me slow like a stupid guy
Steady twisting my words like a ceiling fan
I kept outta reach always getting to close
I remember them nights you would hit the high notes
Curled your toes body twitching to cold
Left to my own never coming back home
17 years never made a decision
18 years old now im making my vision come true took the bait like the fishes lord granting my wishes
I did it im finished
I promise he granting my wishes
I promise he granting my wishes
No serpents
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Writer(s): Patrick Richards
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