Falling Out
Uh
Yeah
What?
No
You gone play me like that?
Are you really gone betray me like that?
Come around, hate me like that
Talking shit acting like it's all facts
I never even meant to put you on blast
All that bullshit kind of happened so fast
You're my homie and we go way back
Wonder if you'd pull the trigger, if you even had a strap?
Yeah
Make me wanna relapse
Pin me down, to the ground, kill me now without a sound
How could you even do that?
Just try to make a move yeah
I swear that I'll remove ya
So what you gonna do yeah?
I didn't want to lose ya
No I won't be okay
Make it all go away
Take a shot to the face
Yeah I feel so ashamed
There's only me that's to blame
Theres nothing left that's to say
Dead to you anyway
What was going through ya?
It's like I never knew ya?
Don't act like we were friends, cuz I'm not the one who screwed ya
True stuff
He said sorry, hallelujah
Playing tic-tac-toe, with the flow, on the low
Plenty hoes, I need drugs give me more
Yeah
Time to clean up
Rearrange this trust
Tight bonds turn to rust
Crushed down into dust
I'm not trying to go back
Got me on the attack
Fuck, you know that It's fact
Steppin up to me, picking up the speed, nothing to unpack
No I won't be okay
Make it all go away
Take a shot to the face
Yeah I feel so ashamed
There's only me that's to blame
Theres nothing left that's to say
Dead to you anyway
Yeah
What?
No
You gone play me like that?
Are you really gone betray me like that?
Come around, hate me like that
Talking shit acting like it's all facts
I never even meant to put you on blast
All that bullshit kind of happened so fast
You're my homie and we go way back
Wonder if you'd pull the trigger, if you even had a strap?
Yeah
Make me wanna relapse
Pin me down, to the ground, kill me now without a sound
How could you even do that?
Just try to make a move yeah
I swear that I'll remove ya
So what you gonna do yeah?
I didn't want to lose ya
No I won't be okay
Make it all go away
Take a shot to the face
Yeah I feel so ashamed
There's only me that's to blame
Theres nothing left that's to say
Dead to you anyway
What was going through ya?
It's like I never knew ya?
Don't act like we were friends, cuz I'm not the one who screwed ya
True stuff
He said sorry, hallelujah
Playing tic-tac-toe, with the flow, on the low
Plenty hoes, I need drugs give me more
Yeah
Time to clean up
Rearrange this trust
Tight bonds turn to rust
Crushed down into dust
I'm not trying to go back
Got me on the attack
Fuck, you know that It's fact
Steppin up to me, picking up the speed, nothing to unpack
No I won't be okay
Make it all go away
Take a shot to the face
Yeah I feel so ashamed
There's only me that's to blame
Theres nothing left that's to say
Dead to you anyway
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Writer(s): Sage Scott Mccoy, Twisted Mystik
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