Blood
I'm lifting my own cover
I really miss my grandmother I swear I fucking loved her
I wasn't even close with her and neither was my brother
She's still the only person that could stop my father's anger
Something that caused my mother to live in a state of fear
In fact he's the sole reason that we both still got a stutter
My confidence was ripped to pieces one hot fucking summer
The shit happened 2009 I still haven't recovered
My friends don't even know that I actively fucking suffer
I'm breaking out my shell I swear I'm lifting my own cover
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried like two times this week
(Love)
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
On God, this shit ain't for the weak
I ain't had like one week of peace
Somehow I'm still keeping it G
I've already lost more money than you pussy boys will ever make
Nothing in my life is fake
Shout out Sheil, this ain't no act
I do not have the time for extra takes
Money for my trauma
I think that's a good exchange
I wanna talk about the state of me
I'm in love with pussy, money, and weed
At this point, that shit's my therapy
My mama hear that, she in disbelief
I like to call them holy trinity
Add some liquor to the holy 3
And what do we have?
Fantastic four
My daddy drank so much I'm on the same course
I'm shocked that his marriage didn't end in divorce
Or mama was too scared to take him to court
Spilling the beans, I'm spilling the beans
Of shit that happened like way before
Caught in between, I'm caught in between, of what I want more
Chasing a dream, I'm chasing a dream
With trauma I had to fuckin endure
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
(Love)
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
On God, this shit ain't for the weak
I ain't had like one week of peace
Somehow I'm still keeping it G
I really miss my grandmother I swear I fucking loved her
I wasn't even close with her and neither was my brother
She's still the only person that could stop my father's anger
Something that caused my mother to live in a state of fear
In fact he's the sole reason that we both still got a stutter
My confidence was ripped to pieces one hot fucking summer
The shit happened 2009 I still haven't recovered
My friends don't even know that I actively fucking suffer
I'm breaking out my shell I swear I'm lifting my own cover
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried like two times this week
(Love)
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
On God, this shit ain't for the weak
I ain't had like one week of peace
Somehow I'm still keeping it G
I've already lost more money than you pussy boys will ever make
Nothing in my life is fake
Shout out Sheil, this ain't no act
I do not have the time for extra takes
Money for my trauma
I think that's a good exchange
I wanna talk about the state of me
I'm in love with pussy, money, and weed
At this point, that shit's my therapy
My mama hear that, she in disbelief
I like to call them holy trinity
Add some liquor to the holy 3
And what do we have?
Fantastic four
My daddy drank so much I'm on the same course
I'm shocked that his marriage didn't end in divorce
Or mama was too scared to take him to court
Spilling the beans, I'm spilling the beans
Of shit that happened like way before
Caught in between, I'm caught in between, of what I want more
Chasing a dream, I'm chasing a dream
With trauma I had to fuckin endure
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
(Love)
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
Wish I could hug the younger me
How much help would that even be?
I've already cried two times this week
I swear my life ain't for the weak
On God, this shit ain't for the weak
I ain't had like one week of peace
Somehow I'm still keeping it G
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