Accident (feat. Cobi4Three)
I feel bad for the car crash
Dad, you can't be playing
We got to do stuff, we gotta play basketball
Fortnite, football, and stuff, all of that
Man, you got to be not playing
I got it, I get it, I get it, I won't, won't do it, I won't
I got it, okay, alright, alright okay, I get it, I got it, alright
If I made a mistake, shit, I won't do it again
Cause the village gon' come for my head, and I can't wear that pain on my head
I lived it, I did it, came back from the dead, I made a accident
I'm sorry, forgive me, I'm passionate, made a accident
I swear I would never go back again
I was stuck in the light, shit, I almost died once
God had let me live twice I was closest to paying that price
I don't know what I did, what I do? shit, I did it
Got word by the end of the night
I had too much on, too much on ice
I was fucked up and put up a uh, defenseless, ain't put up a fight
Let me paint you that night
I had the ball, now I'm swerving, next thing I'm hitting a wall
I had blood in my jaw, it's raining, it's pouring
I'm thankful my dawg Swelly answered that call, now I'm stuck on the ground
I ain't talking about no O.T. when I say my dawg Chris pulled around
Brodie came for the scoop, I'm tryna stay in the loop, all I see is red blue
Tighten up, stay troops, all I could see was the stars, it was late after dark
I was way out the park, Babe Ruth
I don't remember a sound, but I can hear Greg now, like, damn, Ramb fucked up the coupe, shit
Damn, how you spill out the juice? like, dawg, how you spill out on you
26 hearts, almost split up in two, fuck
Thought I'd be home getting kissed up, now I'm unconscious, too numb getting stitched up
Neck brace on, head stiffed up, thinking 'bout Cobi, my mom and my sister
Hospital bed, legs kicked up, too much of pain, man I can't even lift up
Too much of, mm, mm, mm, too much of pain, man I can't even
Sure ended the night with a fun time, two cops and three nurses all working at one time
Oh, shit, you know it's crunch time, I seen a cell before I seen the sunshine
Cheese bread and water for lunchtime I had called God before I had the punch 9
Runtime, no way to run time, cop got me stepping like I'm in a drum line
Keep to the left, I know my mama was praying for me
she repenting t****** right off of my breath
I had to sit with regret, glass, cake, and blood was still on my chest
Got caught on that line that the devil was fishing with, dodged all the bullets
That gun had a switch on it, damn, said I dodged all the bullets, that gun had a switch on it
If I made a mistake, I won't do it again, I won't
Cause I know the village gon' come for my head
They will, and I know I can't wear that pain on my head, not at all
Cause I really done lived it, came back from the dead, I did
It was an accident, you know I'm sorry, the way that I say it, you know that I'm passionate
You know that I'm passionate, you know I'm sorry, the way that I say it, you know that I'm
Oh yeah, da-da-da-da-dada, da-da-da-da-dada
Dad, you can't be playing
We got to do stuff, we gotta play basketball
Fortnite, football, and stuff, all of that
Man, you got to be not playing
I got it, I get it, I get it, I won't, won't do it, I won't
I got it, okay, alright, alright okay, I get it, I got it, alright
If I made a mistake, shit, I won't do it again
Cause the village gon' come for my head, and I can't wear that pain on my head
I lived it, I did it, came back from the dead, I made a accident
I'm sorry, forgive me, I'm passionate, made a accident
I swear I would never go back again
I was stuck in the light, shit, I almost died once
God had let me live twice I was closest to paying that price
I don't know what I did, what I do? shit, I did it
Got word by the end of the night
I had too much on, too much on ice
I was fucked up and put up a uh, defenseless, ain't put up a fight
Let me paint you that night
I had the ball, now I'm swerving, next thing I'm hitting a wall
I had blood in my jaw, it's raining, it's pouring
I'm thankful my dawg Swelly answered that call, now I'm stuck on the ground
I ain't talking about no O.T. when I say my dawg Chris pulled around
Brodie came for the scoop, I'm tryna stay in the loop, all I see is red blue
Tighten up, stay troops, all I could see was the stars, it was late after dark
I was way out the park, Babe Ruth
I don't remember a sound, but I can hear Greg now, like, damn, Ramb fucked up the coupe, shit
Damn, how you spill out the juice? like, dawg, how you spill out on you
26 hearts, almost split up in two, fuck
Thought I'd be home getting kissed up, now I'm unconscious, too numb getting stitched up
Neck brace on, head stiffed up, thinking 'bout Cobi, my mom and my sister
Hospital bed, legs kicked up, too much of pain, man I can't even lift up
Too much of, mm, mm, mm, too much of pain, man I can't even
Sure ended the night with a fun time, two cops and three nurses all working at one time
Oh, shit, you know it's crunch time, I seen a cell before I seen the sunshine
Cheese bread and water for lunchtime I had called God before I had the punch 9
Runtime, no way to run time, cop got me stepping like I'm in a drum line
Keep to the left, I know my mama was praying for me
she repenting t****** right off of my breath
I had to sit with regret, glass, cake, and blood was still on my chest
Got caught on that line that the devil was fishing with, dodged all the bullets
That gun had a switch on it, damn, said I dodged all the bullets, that gun had a switch on it
If I made a mistake, I won't do it again, I won't
Cause I know the village gon' come for my head
They will, and I know I can't wear that pain on my head, not at all
Cause I really done lived it, came back from the dead, I did
It was an accident, you know I'm sorry, the way that I say it, you know that I'm passionate
You know that I'm passionate, you know I'm sorry, the way that I say it, you know that I'm
Oh yeah, da-da-da-da-dada, da-da-da-da-dada
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ramberan, Jacobi Ramberan
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