Careless

Careless yeah she never
Cared for me
Now Yeah she famous
Nah she only got three guys
On her friend list
Say she hate my songs but
I'm on her playlist
Say she wanna fuck but
I know she go fake it
Yeah she fake
Shit to get famous
Eighty seven guys
She wants
With that bay shit
Dirty dirty converse
With those bloody bloody lips
Yeah she suck me blood out
And left me on the street

Playing with the world
With myself and my ghost
Got no reason
I just want to smoke
Why does she think
I'm not enough
Every time I wake up
I just want her fake love
Even If it's fake bitch
I don't care I will make up
If I act too smart
I know she go break up
Three shots in by bag
Two in my grey cup
Every time I miss her
I don't care
I drink up

Please don't go too far
I get so lost
I can't get to your heart
But I still fucking try
Why I'm doing drugs
It's just to get by
Blowing up your phone
To no reply
I Thought you were mine
It was a rhyme nah
It was just a song
Not what was on your mind
Why should I live
When we were born to die
Yeah we were born to die
Yeah were born to



Credits
Writer(s): Aryan Bhimani
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