Hopeless
She tell me she hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
She knows it's an evil world
But somehow still
She's not an evil girl
On my own
All alone
Told her don't call my phone
Cause I don't wanna talk to you
She swears I changed
Yes bitch I change everyday
I gotta grow,get better
And you was just in my way
Can't let shit stop this cheddar
Sorry not sorry
You know that I'm not sorry
I know I loved you and left you
And now you broken hearted
I know she think I'm terrible
But I'm not terrible
Oh no girl I'm not terrible
But I'm just telling you
No I don't feel sorry
For the shit that I've done
That I've done
From her pain,I run
She tell me she hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Karma's a bitch I know
And my name's right on her list
I know
Real niggas fuck up too
I ain't perfect
Throw me the ball
Bitch I'm curvin'
Ugh, I'm curvin'
Ugh, I been workin'
Ugh, steady workin' ugh
She say she want her a birkin
On her story she be thirstin'
By herself, a different person
In the mirror she be purgin'
She do not like her reflection
Still haven't learned her lesson
She like to go to the parties
She wanna go to the parties
She like to go to the parties
She wanna go to the parties
Pull up in a red brand new Ferrari
She searchin' for love on safari
Kick flip on a bitch
I get gnarly
127 I feel like Jamaree
Her hope is no where to be found
The pain livin' in her heart
Is screamin' out
(It's screamin' out)
It's screamin' out
(It's screamin' out)
It's screamin' out
She tell me she hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
She knows it's an evil world
But somehow still
She's not an evil girl
On my own
All alone
Told her don't call my phone
Cause I don't wanna talk to you
She swears I changed
Yes bitch I change everyday
I gotta grow,get better
And you was just in my way
Can't let shit stop this cheddar
Sorry not sorry
You know that I'm not sorry
I know I loved you and left you
And now you broken hearted
I know she think I'm terrible
But I'm not terrible
Oh no girl I'm not terrible
But I'm just telling you
No I don't feel sorry
For the shit that I've done
That I've done
From her pain,I run
She tell me she hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Karma's a bitch I know
And my name's right on her list
I know
Real niggas fuck up too
I ain't perfect
Throw me the ball
Bitch I'm curvin'
Ugh, I'm curvin'
Ugh, I been workin'
Ugh, steady workin' ugh
She say she want her a birkin
On her story she be thirstin'
By herself, a different person
In the mirror she be purgin'
She do not like her reflection
Still haven't learned her lesson
She like to go to the parties
She wanna go to the parties
She like to go to the parties
She wanna go to the parties
Pull up in a red brand new Ferrari
She searchin' for love on safari
Kick flip on a bitch
I get gnarly
127 I feel like Jamaree
Her hope is no where to be found
The pain livin' in her heart
Is screamin' out
(It's screamin' out)
It's screamin' out
(It's screamin' out)
It's screamin' out
She tell me she hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless
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Writer(s): Grant Bell
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