Intro
I see you walking out of pocket
Trapped inside a profit
Running from the sins you spread
But now I'm heading like a rocket
Feeling like a prophet
Hopefully I don't wind up dead
Now she running with my ex
Lurking through the grass like snakes
Took my trust and now it's dead
Leave me through a bunch of texts
She only cared about the racks
Won't get over what you said
Now you walk around not feelin' yourself
While I'm drivin' through hell with no seatbelt
Lookin' for ways I could be felt
Got my back to the world, I mean well
This ain't a song it's me thinking out loud
Sometimes my thoughts bring me down to the ground
I can't hear you, I still smoke on that loud
That's the only way I clear up on my house
I always knew this day would come
I knew that you were wrong and
You're the reason I can't open up to people
Cuz shattered all my trust and I can't love you anymore
I won't keep up with all your bullshit anymore
Walking out of pocket
Trapped inside a profit
Running from the sins you spread
But now I'm heading like a rocket
Treat me like a prophet
Hopefully I don't wind up dead
Now she running with my ex
Lurking through the grass like snakes
Took my trust and now it's dead
Leave me through a bunch of texts
She only cared about the racks
Won't get over what you said
Now you walk around not feelin' yourself
While I'm drivin' through hell with no seatbelt
Lookin' for ways I could be felt
Got my back to the world, I mean well
Trapped inside a profit
Running from the sins you spread
But now I'm heading like a rocket
Feeling like a prophet
Hopefully I don't wind up dead
Now she running with my ex
Lurking through the grass like snakes
Took my trust and now it's dead
Leave me through a bunch of texts
She only cared about the racks
Won't get over what you said
Now you walk around not feelin' yourself
While I'm drivin' through hell with no seatbelt
Lookin' for ways I could be felt
Got my back to the world, I mean well
This ain't a song it's me thinking out loud
Sometimes my thoughts bring me down to the ground
I can't hear you, I still smoke on that loud
That's the only way I clear up on my house
I always knew this day would come
I knew that you were wrong and
You're the reason I can't open up to people
Cuz shattered all my trust and I can't love you anymore
I won't keep up with all your bullshit anymore
Walking out of pocket
Trapped inside a profit
Running from the sins you spread
But now I'm heading like a rocket
Treat me like a prophet
Hopefully I don't wind up dead
Now she running with my ex
Lurking through the grass like snakes
Took my trust and now it's dead
Leave me through a bunch of texts
She only cared about the racks
Won't get over what you said
Now you walk around not feelin' yourself
While I'm drivin' through hell with no seatbelt
Lookin' for ways I could be felt
Got my back to the world, I mean well
Credits
Writer(s): Pablo Majano
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