Rip my heart apart then tape it up
I can't love me anyone
Replace these feelings with some dollar signs
I'm starin' at my cup
Tell me is the glass half empty
Things ain't really lookin' up
Told me you were ridin with me
But I'm sinkin' in this mud
I think I'm outta luck
I think I'm outta trust
I thought a lot of things
But now I'm out here lookin' dumb
I thought you were proud of me
But now I couldn't give a f*ck
You ain't grow up round no violence
So of course ya ain't know what's up
You ain't grow up round no drugs
You ain't have no daddy issues
You ain't ran off on no plugs
You ain't had to burn no bridges
So the team could feel some love
Tell me everything you know about it
Baby that's wassup
Baby that's wassup
Feds kick in the door it's time to run
Now I'm grippin' on the drugs
Brodie grippin' on his gun
Gotta keep it tight can't play no games
Won't be the one
I told you that I'm sorry
Gotta go, this weigh a ton
We whippin' down the one way
Hope we make it, see the sun
This only goin' one way
And I ain't gon' be locked up
All this drama goin' on
And now it's got me actin' tough
Tell my momma that I'm sorry
All this pain I'm bringin' up
I ain't mean to hurt you
Promise that I'm still your son
Tell my momma that I'm sorry
All this pain I'm bringin' up
I ain't mean to hurt you
Promise that I'm still your son
Rip my heart apart then tape it up
I can't love me anyone
Replace these feelings with some dollar signs
I'm starin' at my cup
Tell me is the glass half empty
Things ain't really lookin' up
Told me you were ridin with me
But I'm sinkin' in this mud
I think I'm outta luck
I think I'm outta trust
I thought a lot of things
But now I'm out here lookin' dumb
I thought you were proud of me
But now I couldn't give a f*ck
You ain't grow up round no violence
So of course ya ain't know what's up
You ain't grow up round no drugs
You ain't have no daddy issues
You ain't ran off on no plugs
You ain't had to burn no bridges
So the team could feel some love
Tell me everything you know about it
Baby that's wassup
Baby that's wassup
Lately everything I do
I'm feelin' like a failure
Started bombin' all my classes
Smell like paraphernalia
Money on my mind
Ain't give a f*ck 'bout what they tell ya
I'm chasin' after checks
I want these diamonds by the billions
Ain't gon' be the money
It's the fame that's gonna kill ya
I ain't really scared
I want my family to have millions
Tell my bro I love him
Hope you grow up to be brilliant
I told my sis I gotchu
It's gon' take time for the healin'
908flx - Outta Luck Lyrics
908flx - Outta Luck Lyrics
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Rip my heart apart then tape it up
I can't love me anyone
Replace these feelings with some dollar signs
I'm starin' at my cup
Tell me is the glass half empty
Things ain't really lookin' up
Told me you were ridin with me
But I'm sinkin' in this mud
I think I'm outta luck
I think I'm outta trust
I thought a lot of things
But now I'm out here lookin' dumb
I thought you were proud of me
But now I couldn't give a f*ck
You ain't grow up round no violence
So of course ya ain't know what's up
You ain't grow up round no drugs
You ain't have no daddy issues
You ain't ran off on no plugs
You ain't had to burn no bridges
So the team could feel some love
Tell me everything you know about it
Baby that's wassup
Baby that's wassup
Feds kick in the door it's time to run
Now I'm grippin' on the drugs
Brodie grippin' on his gun
Gotta keep it tight can't play no games
Won't be the one
I told you that I'm sorry
Gotta go, this weigh a ton
We whippin' down the one way
Hope we make it, see the sun
This only goin' one way
And I ain't gon' be locked up
All this drama goin' on
And now it's got me actin' tough
Tell my momma that I'm sorry
All this pain I'm bringin' up
I ain't mean to hurt you
Promise that I'm still your son
Tell my momma that I'm sorry
All this pain I'm bringin' up
I ain't mean to hurt you
Promise that I'm still your son
Rip my heart apart then tape it up
I can't love me anyone
Replace these feelings with some dollar signs
I'm starin' at my cup
Tell me is the glass half empty
Things ain't really lookin' up
Told me you were ridin with me
But I'm sinkin' in this mud
I think I'm outta luck
I think I'm outta trust
I thought a lot of things
But now I'm out here lookin' dumb
I thought you were proud of me
But now I couldn't give a f*ck
You ain't grow up round no violence
So of course ya ain't know what's up
You ain't grow up round no drugs
You ain't have no daddy issues
You ain't ran off on no plugs
You ain't had to burn no bridges
So the team could feel some love
Tell me everything you know about it
Baby that's wassup
Baby that's wassup
Lately everything I do
I'm feelin' like a failure
Started bombin' all my classes
Smell like paraphernalia
Money on my mind
Ain't give a f*ck 'bout what they tell ya
I'm chasin' after checks
I want these diamonds by the billions
Ain't gon' be the money
It's the fame that's gonna kill ya
I ain't really scared
I want my family to have millions
Tell my bro I love him
Hope you grow up to be brilliant
I told my sis I gotchu
It's gon' take time for the healin'
I can't love me anyone
Replace these feelings with some dollar signs
I'm starin' at my cup
Tell me is the glass half empty
Things ain't really lookin' up
Told me you were ridin with me
But I'm sinkin' in this mud
I think I'm outta luck
I think I'm outta trust
I thought a lot of things
But now I'm out here lookin' dumb
I thought you were proud of me
But now I couldn't give a f*ck
You ain't grow up round no violence
So of course ya ain't know what's up
You ain't grow up round no drugs
You ain't have no daddy issues
You ain't ran off on no plugs
You ain't had to burn no bridges
So the team could feel some love
Tell me everything you know about it
Baby that's wassup
Baby that's wassup
Feds kick in the door it's time to run
Now I'm grippin' on the drugs
Brodie grippin' on his gun
Gotta keep it tight can't play no games
Won't be the one
I told you that I'm sorry
Gotta go, this weigh a ton
We whippin' down the one way
Hope we make it, see the sun
This only goin' one way
And I ain't gon' be locked up
All this drama goin' on
And now it's got me actin' tough
Tell my momma that I'm sorry
All this pain I'm bringin' up
I ain't mean to hurt you
Promise that I'm still your son
Tell my momma that I'm sorry
All this pain I'm bringin' up
I ain't mean to hurt you
Promise that I'm still your son
Rip my heart apart then tape it up
I can't love me anyone
Replace these feelings with some dollar signs
I'm starin' at my cup
Tell me is the glass half empty
Things ain't really lookin' up
Told me you were ridin with me
But I'm sinkin' in this mud
I think I'm outta luck
I think I'm outta trust
I thought a lot of things
But now I'm out here lookin' dumb
I thought you were proud of me
But now I couldn't give a f*ck
You ain't grow up round no violence
So of course ya ain't know what's up
You ain't grow up round no drugs
You ain't have no daddy issues
You ain't ran off on no plugs
You ain't had to burn no bridges
So the team could feel some love
Tell me everything you know about it
Baby that's wassup
Baby that's wassup
Lately everything I do
I'm feelin' like a failure
Started bombin' all my classes
Smell like paraphernalia
Money on my mind
Ain't give a f*ck 'bout what they tell ya
I'm chasin' after checks
I want these diamonds by the billions
Ain't gon' be the money
It's the fame that's gonna kill ya
I ain't really scared
I want my family to have millions
Tell my bro I love him
Hope you grow up to be brilliant
I told my sis I gotchu
It's gon' take time for the healin'
Writer: Bryson Borgia
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