Life is a Sickle

My heart is nonexistent and I'm lying in a corn field
I got feelings bro I am not resistant
Supreme wear to hide my tears
But after all these years
Your words they still linger in my ears
Yo you didn't have to let it linger bro
Your words they like Fortnite
Yo they like a Clinger
Like John Wick 3 it's the whole world against me
I take care of my hair I'm like Ron Burgundy
And I strongly disagree that Fortnite is dead
And I'm still waiting for the skin of Ned yo

I met you at the Post Oak Mall
And I wanted to ask you for your number
Cause all that I had was a good old fashioned Motorola

Yo oh say it ain't so say it ain't so
I won't go I love you so
Much
Cause you are a heart throb

And I did not know it was my heart
That you was gonna rob from me
From me
From me
From me

And when I rest my head at the end of the day
So much work in the corn field

They say that life is a sickle
But I'm in a pickle
They say that life is a sickle
But I'm in a pickle
Yo baby life is a sickle
And bro I'm in a pickle
Baby life is just a sickle
Yeah skiddly bop boppy doo
Skiddly bop bop doo
Oh baby they say that life is a sickle
Baby they say it's a sickle
But baby I'm in a pickle
They say that life is a sickle
But I'm in a pickle
They say that life is a sickle
But I'm in a pickle



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Writer(s): Scott Biggie
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