Still Holla

In over your head
And you're too blind to admit it
You made your bed
So shut the fuck up and lay in it
You picked the wrong hill to die on
Doubled down and now you're so far gone
There's no place for you here

Go home
Find your own grave to fall into

You've been on the run
Your mouth like a loaded gun
Finger on the trigger while you point that shit at everyone
You carved out a space with years of mistakes
You wanna fill it with hate
Still hollow

You talk real loud for having nothing real to say
No wiser for so many lessons learned the hard way
Can't hold the violence in
Misguided like it always is
You're taking swings at everyone
Because you can't fuckin own your shit
When will you
Go home
Find your own

When will you
Go home
Find your own grave to fall into

You've been on the run
Your mouth like a loaded gun
Finger on the trigger while you point that shit at everyone

Go home
Find your own
Grave to fall into



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Writer(s): Evan Lawrence
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