Mama said don't set no standards
Cause that's gone get you hurt
So I'm rolling all these spliffs
And popping all these perks
I pour me up a four
Purple make sure I don't hurt
Drinking so much Henny
Can't even feel the burn
I'm Riding with this forty
Just tryna dodge a hearse
Why we always fighting
Why can't you show me love
Wouldn't show up to my games
But always throwing subs
You want me out on the streets
But moms ain't raise a thug
Now I'm riding round with slimes
They ride black masks and gloves
Got a couple Gunnas
But lil baby I ain't young thug
Ma dukes need a Mazi
And big sis need a Bentley
I heard that they plotting
So Tell them boys come get me
I gotta make it back home
So tell them boys come tempt me
Cause I'm riding round with that semi
And my shooter close like Pippen
You yearn to see my tears
Say I'm always in my feelings
But if the tables turned
I bet you'd be tripping
You left with my sweater
And all my kisses
Sitting in my lap with my hand on that kitten
Now I can't trust nobody
Can only trust this Smith and
Lil bro come checking he be on a carton missing
Baby why you leave me girl you know that shit was crippling
I knew something was up I felt you acting distant
Never thought another girl would hurt me but you did it
And now I won't believe her when she telling me she different yah
The drugs begin
To take a hold on me
You left a hole in me.
For the world to see
Heart shaped cavity
Where my heart should be
You ripped it out
And held it over me
Right now
Right now Right now
Just wanna die now
Right now
Right now right now
I'm getting high now
You ripped it out
Took my soul from me
Never thought
That One could feel so empty
Empty glass
Watch me fall from space
I feel the crash
There was no warm embrace
Now I'm hiding out
And tryna dodge these jakes
Don't know where I go
God helped me find my place
Gotta make it out
Show her I'm not a disgrace
I will make it out
Just watch me win first place
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Mama said don't set no standards
Cause that's gone get you hurt
So I'm rolling all these spliffs
And popping all these perks
I pour me up a four
Purple make sure I don't hurt
Drinking so much Henny
Can't even feel the burn
I'm Riding with this forty
Just tryna dodge a hearse
Why we always fighting
Why can't you show me love
Wouldn't show up to my games
But always throwing subs
You want me out on the streets
But moms ain't raise a thug
Now I'm riding round with slimes
They ride black masks and gloves
Got a couple Gunnas
But lil baby I ain't young thug
Ma dukes need a Mazi
And big sis need a Bentley
I heard that they plotting
So Tell them boys come get me
I gotta make it back home
So tell them boys come tempt me
Cause I'm riding round with that semi
And my shooter close like Pippen
You yearn to see my tears
Say I'm always in my feelings
But if the tables turned
I bet you'd be tripping
You left with my sweater
And all my kisses
Sitting in my lap with my hand on that kitten
Now I can't trust nobody
Can only trust this Smith and
Lil bro come checking he be on a carton missing
Baby why you leave me girl you know that shit was crippling
I knew something was up I felt you acting distant
Never thought another girl would hurt me but you did it
And now I won't believe her when she telling me she different yah
The drugs begin
To take a hold on me
You left a hole in me.
For the world to see
Heart shaped cavity
Where my heart should be
You ripped it out
And held it over me
Right now
Right now Right now
Just wanna die now
Right now
Right now right now
I'm getting high now
You ripped it out
Took my soul from me
Never thought
That One could feel so empty
Empty glass
Watch me fall from space
I feel the crash
There was no warm embrace
Now I'm hiding out
And tryna dodge these jakes
Don't know where I go
God helped me find my place
Gotta make it out
Show her I'm not a disgrace
I will make it out
Just watch me win first place
Cause that's gone get you hurt
So I'm rolling all these spliffs
And popping all these perks
I pour me up a four
Purple make sure I don't hurt
Drinking so much Henny
Can't even feel the burn
I'm Riding with this forty
Just tryna dodge a hearse
Why we always fighting
Why can't you show me love
Wouldn't show up to my games
But always throwing subs
You want me out on the streets
But moms ain't raise a thug
Now I'm riding round with slimes
They ride black masks and gloves
Got a couple Gunnas
But lil baby I ain't young thug
Ma dukes need a Mazi
And big sis need a Bentley
I heard that they plotting
So Tell them boys come get me
I gotta make it back home
So tell them boys come tempt me
Cause I'm riding round with that semi
And my shooter close like Pippen
You yearn to see my tears
Say I'm always in my feelings
But if the tables turned
I bet you'd be tripping
You left with my sweater
And all my kisses
Sitting in my lap with my hand on that kitten
Now I can't trust nobody
Can only trust this Smith and
Lil bro come checking he be on a carton missing
Baby why you leave me girl you know that shit was crippling
I knew something was up I felt you acting distant
Never thought another girl would hurt me but you did it
And now I won't believe her when she telling me she different yah
The drugs begin
To take a hold on me
You left a hole in me.
For the world to see
Heart shaped cavity
Where my heart should be
You ripped it out
And held it over me
Right now
Right now Right now
Just wanna die now
Right now
Right now right now
I'm getting high now
You ripped it out
Took my soul from me
Never thought
That One could feel so empty
Empty glass
Watch me fall from space
I feel the crash
There was no warm embrace
Now I'm hiding out
And tryna dodge these jakes
Don't know where I go
God helped me find my place
Gotta make it out
Show her I'm not a disgrace
I will make it out
Just watch me win first place
Writer: George Townsend
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