HEAD OVER HEALS (feat. Bast & Sushi Kardashian)

Too much on my mind, nothing on my tongue
I got nothing to say, but you
fucked it up
I was thinking about that day, you left me so damn struck
I don't know nothing about love
I know a little something about drugs, and how the way it make my mind
feel
I was talking to the plug, he said hey lil' bro you gotta chill
Shut the hell up and sell me these fucking pills
I got a real bad habit
Fuck a T break nigga my tolerance on tryna max
I wish I was in a world where we stay
together forever lasting
Now it's you and him laughing, now lil' bast all sad and crying
Crushing up shit in my room to make myself sadder
Maybe I like being sad
I kinda feel like I'm turning into my dad
And my biggest fear had came true
How the hell you made me believe that I hurt you
I ain't never did you wrong, but you did me bad
Oh what's up, y'all not doing good, so you hit me back
Fucking dumb hoe
This shit is so stupid man
Too much on my mind, nothing on my tongue
I got nothing to say when it's you fucking up
Shit's so stupid, what am I supposed to do with myself

Bast, this is not advice, just had to let you know, as my big brother's lil' bro
I've been there before, like really there
Dawg I was painting plans to kill a hoe
I was on some stupid shit
She took my heart and chewed the shit
Til little chunks was all that's left
Then blended it and juiced the shit
Profusive was the pain I felt, now I
know that ain't myself
Bro if a hoe want your heart, you make her chase til ankles melt
Then make her crawl and chase some more, until she start to hate herself
Lesson learned, these women been wicked since we swam with sperms
Cynical cinderellas never last like
Your mama's perm-
Mission to go cuff these hoes, cause fuck these hoes,
She could put a car up in her name, man
I still wouldn't trust a hoe, if you really need some love that's what you got your brothers for
Stack your money, buy some clothes
An opal grill to occupy your oral Instead' of capsuled dope
You do drugs, just stick to smoke
Cause if I find your seller
I'ma send them where the sinners go
Feel that pain and feel some more
It's gone hurt before you grow
Only way is up when them fallacies leave you on the floor
Next time a bitch say she love you, guarantee she don't
The only love that's unconditional is from your parents, bro
Bast, you'll never meet a bitch who change your life more than a bag
And it's minuscule joy that's found in marriages that last
But maybe, I'm just negative
The wrong nigga to ask
Why settle for one hoe it's more than you could ever have
Money on my mind, polish on her toes
Why would I need love, I got plural
hoes
Ah, nah, shit, that ain't how it go, uh,
What you said bro

Too much on my mind, nothing on my tongue
I got nothing to say, cause you fucked it up
I was thinking about that day, you left me so damn struck
I don't know nothing about love
I feel so stupid
What am I supposed to do with myself