Awkward
It's so awkward, when you lie to me
It's so awkward, turning frenemies
Run from coppers, tryna cop a G
I don't have no enemies,
I killed em now you dead to me, nigga, hehe
Roll another swisher with her, ayy
I might hit her, not forgive her Caught me cheating, i'm a sinner
Ayy, yo
Said it again its never better
I'm never healing, ain't no heaven, so why am I stuck in the nether?
Ain't no heaven for me, no heaven for me
I wish they would've told me there's no heaven for me
Running from my soul feels like I run from police
No i'll never know "free"
World war 3, shooting at the sky at the holy trinity
Yes i'm from the city ain't no pity where I came
They said i'm satanic but nigga no I ain't
I don't fuck with satan cus' that nigga ain't shit
Yes I pray to god, to give money and a bitch
Just so I could kill that bitch and put her in a ditch
Stephany was right, she said i'm "southside filth"
Sippin' out the pint to get the night right feel
Slit your wrist, what these niggas always say
Kiss your bitch, what these niggas never say
loved my bitch, so I killed her yesterday
Fucked your bitch, so come kill me if you can
Ain't a fan of these pussy rappers they can't shake my hand,
Should've wore a wrapper now my kid a trapper in Iran
Mexicans all up on my dick, she never loved her man
Trust in straps, world is counterfeit so you can never lack
Fuck a map, paving my own way I never gave a damn
Ayy,
Yo, yo (ayy)
Yo,yo
It's so awkward, turning frenemies
Run from coppers, tryna cop a G
I don't have no enemies,
I killed em now you dead to me, nigga, hehe
Roll another swisher with her, ayy
I might hit her, not forgive her Caught me cheating, i'm a sinner
Ayy, yo
Said it again its never better
I'm never healing, ain't no heaven, so why am I stuck in the nether?
Ain't no heaven for me, no heaven for me
I wish they would've told me there's no heaven for me
Running from my soul feels like I run from police
No i'll never know "free"
World war 3, shooting at the sky at the holy trinity
Yes i'm from the city ain't no pity where I came
They said i'm satanic but nigga no I ain't
I don't fuck with satan cus' that nigga ain't shit
Yes I pray to god, to give money and a bitch
Just so I could kill that bitch and put her in a ditch
Stephany was right, she said i'm "southside filth"
Sippin' out the pint to get the night right feel
Slit your wrist, what these niggas always say
Kiss your bitch, what these niggas never say
loved my bitch, so I killed her yesterday
Fucked your bitch, so come kill me if you can
Ain't a fan of these pussy rappers they can't shake my hand,
Should've wore a wrapper now my kid a trapper in Iran
Mexicans all up on my dick, she never loved her man
Trust in straps, world is counterfeit so you can never lack
Fuck a map, paving my own way I never gave a damn
Ayy,
Yo, yo (ayy)
Yo,yo
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Writer(s): Murdok Kaine
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