david halo - Burning Bridges (feat. Eighty-Eight) Lyrics

I wanna send the crowd into shock like they overdosed
Forty second later, bring them back from comatose, you say
"He look like a stoner though, prolly daily order Dominos
He pile up the boxes tall and proceed to watch the boxes fall"
It was boxtops and Adderall, no droptops or bag at all
I looked up to god and prayed I wouldn't find my passion lost
I'm always trappin out the classroom with an attitude
Even when these niggas actin nutty like some cashew
Never in a bad mood, always with the monkey business
Like a f*cking baboon, throw em in the trash chute
I'm flying first class still like a statue
Cleaning up half-used bitches, get the vacuum
Get your girl half-nude quicker than some fast food
I eat her like snack food
Does the carpet match the curtains in the f*ckin bathroom?
I been thinkin bout getting your name on my back room as a f*ckin tattoo
But hey

I been around, I been a place
I make some marks that you can't erase
I am the star, I am in space
Burning the bridges between us
And you can say prayers and look up to Jesus
It all boil down to who'll believe us
Who busy? Who tripping? Who winning? Who dummy?
Who tipsy? Who pretty? Who iffy? I'm fitting
I been around, I been a place
I make some marks that you can't erase
I am the star, I am in space
Burning the bridges between us
And you can say prayers and look up to Jesus
It all boil down to who'll believe us
Who busy? Who tripping? Who winning? Who dummy?
Who tipsy? Who pretty? Who iffy? I'm dipping

I restate that shit, verbatum
I erupt that shit, volcano
Imma sauce it up, tomato
You gon buy my shit for pesos
I'm a God of War like Kratos
Just might pull up with the draco
Let it spray bitch, I don't aim hoe
You best get up out the wayo
Keep that energy, when we f*ckin rollin through the 6
Look like a centipede, way you f*ckin movin with the bricks
And she sip Hennessy, not a f*ckin sip of Rémy Martin
Like an enemy, way I'm crossin lines, look like a target
Cross the seven seas, just to see her face, lookin retarded
I got ten of these, bands and you can't have none, beg your pardon
Poppin red or green, what I get for cheap from farmer's market
And they did a sweep, took everything from up under the carpet

I been around, I been a place
I make some marks that you can't erase
I am the star, I am in space
Burning the bridges between us
And you can say prayers and look up to Jesus
It all boil down to who'll believe us
Who busy? Who tripping? Who winning? Who dummy?
Who tipsy? Who pretty? Who iffy? I'm fitting
I been around, I been a place
I make some marks that you can't erase
I am the star, I am in space
Burning the bridges between us
And you can say prayers and look up to Jesus
It all boil down to who'll believe us
Who busy? Who tripping? Who winning? Who dummy?
Who tipsy? Who pretty? Who iffy? I'm dipping

I always Uber round the city
Wherever I end up I know that God is wit me
So is Satan, and he's always playing devil's advocate
Til he murders God and he never comin back again
I always Lyft around the city
Wherever I end up I know that God is wit me
So is Satan, and he's always playing devil's advocate
Til he murders God and he never comin back again

Bad news, you the worst person to hear it from
But you the first person I hear it from
Our whole relationship is fiction, you ain't a Prancer to me
Say she want a night out with the gals, look like a dancer to me
And I swear to defeat, I need to get on my feet
I'm done f*ckin with you hoes, God knows that I'm beat
I could put a wig on and you wouldn't even know that it's me
You barely noticing me, and now it's over for you

I always Uber round the city
Wherever I end up I know that God is wit me
So is Satan, and he's always playing devil's advocate
Til he murders God and he never comin back again
I always Lyft around the city
Wherever I end up I know that God is wit me
So is Satan, and he's always playing devil's advocate
Til he murders God and he never comin back again

I'm a dog that's running circles chasing tails that I won't reach
In the backyard digging bones up, that to you, don't mean a thing
We could play some fetch, you throw a toy, I'll do it for your treat
But I'll prolly never get it, cuz you'll move on in a week
Oooooh
And I'm just so misrepresented
I would shoot my shot, Cole Bennett
But I'm not a good director
I would keep it in the cellar
And would trip on every letter
Pray to god that you would never
Go and find someone that's better
I ain't playin
I'm just wanting you passenger side, why won't you ride?
Is it my pride? Is your tongue tied?
Is it that guy? Is it my stride?
I hit the town, you're never down
It's always lonely when you're not around
Table for one? Man I feel like a clown
But I still think about you when I'm down

Man, I just don't know
But the thought of you make me smile more
And it shakes me down to my inner core
As a smile grows big, oh my lord
As goosebumps crawl on my arm
You just make me so happy
Even though you aren't my lady
But the thought that I can't have you
Man that drives me crazy
If I put my heart up on my sleeve
I know you'd rip it off
If I said that I would ride for you
I know you'd turn and walk
So we stand here together
As I find a way out the cage
I know I have to burn these bridges
Just so I can get away