Dec. 28th (feat. JIJII)
Webster's dictionary defines "break" as
The act of separating into parts
Webster's dictionary also defines the word "up" as at an end
Two little words pretty insignificant right? Wrong
Because when you put them together
You get something greater than the sum of their parts
You get the reason why we're gathered here today
Yeah my first love song didn't come out well I think I'm going to hell
Would've name dropped little shorty I hate her brother he's in jail
Now it's countless times I've tried to fall in love I always fail
Onetime I had my heart broken to pieces sent by mail
My cousin shows support I love calling him the man
My haters freaking stream I know I'm their biggest fan
Sometimes I try to quit I'm just kidding of course I can't
Your heart was kinda lit I could fucking watch you rant
I told my momma once, I'll shut down the biggest stage
She said forget the music face your books you're underage
Sometimes I feel I'm stuck inside a horizontal maze
I shared it to my brothers they said bro it's just a phase
I just remembered Gracie in the past she broke my vase
I told my homie Ricchy I was crashing at his place
My love life kinda funny I'm sure I could get a case
Or maybe a little raise or maybe a little bam!
Yeah my first love song didn't come out well I think I'm going to hell
Would've name dropped little shorty I hate her brother he's in jail
Now it's countless times I've tried to fall in love I always fail
Onetime I had my heart broken to pieces sent by mail
My cousin shows support I love calling him the man
My haters freaking stream I know I'm their biggest fan
Sometimes I try to quit I'm just kidding of course I can't
Your heart was kinda lit I could fucking watch you rant
We can go fast, we can go slow, turn me over I'll go low
We can do it fast, we can do it slow, turn me over I'll go low
But this love feels so good, never felt this way before
We could go fa-a-ast, we could go slow-ow-ow-ow!
Yeah my first love song didn't come out well I think I'm going to hell
Would've name dropped little shorty I hate her brother he's in jail
Now it's countless times I've tried to fall in love I always fail
Onetime I had my heart broken to pieces sent by mail
My cousin shows support I love calling him the man
My haters freaking stream I know I'm their biggest fan
Sometimes I try to quit I'm just kidding of course I can't
Your heart was kinda lit I could fucking watch you rant
The last thing that I wanna say tonight on this
Is that make sure you tell the people you love "I Love You"
Because you never know when it's too late
And that option will be gone
That you'll no longer be able to tell them
(Turning, turning tummies)
(Cold, cold bodies)
(All these bitches wanna fuck Wii me cause I got money)
(Turning, turning tummies)
(Cold, cold bodies)
(All these bitches wanna fuck Wii me cause I got money)
(Turning, turning tummies)
(Cold, cold bodies)
(All these bitches wanna fuck Wii me cause I got money)
The act of separating into parts
Webster's dictionary also defines the word "up" as at an end
Two little words pretty insignificant right? Wrong
Because when you put them together
You get something greater than the sum of their parts
You get the reason why we're gathered here today
Yeah my first love song didn't come out well I think I'm going to hell
Would've name dropped little shorty I hate her brother he's in jail
Now it's countless times I've tried to fall in love I always fail
Onetime I had my heart broken to pieces sent by mail
My cousin shows support I love calling him the man
My haters freaking stream I know I'm their biggest fan
Sometimes I try to quit I'm just kidding of course I can't
Your heart was kinda lit I could fucking watch you rant
I told my momma once, I'll shut down the biggest stage
She said forget the music face your books you're underage
Sometimes I feel I'm stuck inside a horizontal maze
I shared it to my brothers they said bro it's just a phase
I just remembered Gracie in the past she broke my vase
I told my homie Ricchy I was crashing at his place
My love life kinda funny I'm sure I could get a case
Or maybe a little raise or maybe a little bam!
Yeah my first love song didn't come out well I think I'm going to hell
Would've name dropped little shorty I hate her brother he's in jail
Now it's countless times I've tried to fall in love I always fail
Onetime I had my heart broken to pieces sent by mail
My cousin shows support I love calling him the man
My haters freaking stream I know I'm their biggest fan
Sometimes I try to quit I'm just kidding of course I can't
Your heart was kinda lit I could fucking watch you rant
We can go fast, we can go slow, turn me over I'll go low
We can do it fast, we can do it slow, turn me over I'll go low
But this love feels so good, never felt this way before
We could go fa-a-ast, we could go slow-ow-ow-ow!
Yeah my first love song didn't come out well I think I'm going to hell
Would've name dropped little shorty I hate her brother he's in jail
Now it's countless times I've tried to fall in love I always fail
Onetime I had my heart broken to pieces sent by mail
My cousin shows support I love calling him the man
My haters freaking stream I know I'm their biggest fan
Sometimes I try to quit I'm just kidding of course I can't
Your heart was kinda lit I could fucking watch you rant
The last thing that I wanna say tonight on this
Is that make sure you tell the people you love "I Love You"
Because you never know when it's too late
And that option will be gone
That you'll no longer be able to tell them
(Turning, turning tummies)
(Cold, cold bodies)
(All these bitches wanna fuck Wii me cause I got money)
(Turning, turning tummies)
(Cold, cold bodies)
(All these bitches wanna fuck Wii me cause I got money)
(Turning, turning tummies)
(Cold, cold bodies)
(All these bitches wanna fuck Wii me cause I got money)
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Writer(s): Kelvin Adoghe
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