Hopeless, Mary Jane made me hope this
Blame that bitch, she a witch, and she knows it
Noteless, haven't written in a moment
No words, poor page, getting lonely
Homeless, kicked out on my birthday
Running through the woods barefoot till it hurt me
Earthy, deep deep like a worm-way, dirty blot, buggie, trot, trot, in a
Aye
Blackened, decay, that's you out here on the third day
Birds overtop, aerial, no mermaid
Chirp never stop, got me wide like cocaine
Drive you insane, blow a top like Kobain, aye
What's they saying? Hit it south on a cold day
Skipping town, know no play around, on no forplay
Ain't no floor plan where I live, ain't no gent, no doorman
Ain't no rent, ain't no debt, no due, no paying
On the other hand, know we not no playing
Like the pavement, I be cold as stone everyday, man
This what they say, man
It's what they make 'bout me, I'm what they make, man
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Hopeless, Mary Jane made me hope this
Blame that bitch, she a witch, and she knows it
Noteless, haven't written in a moment
No words, poor page, getting lonely
Homeless, kicked out on my birthday
Running through the woods barefoot till it hurt me
Earthy, deep deep like a worm-way, dirty blot, buggie, trot, trot, in a
Aye
Blackened, decay, that's you out here on the third day
Birds overtop, aerial, no mermaid
Chirp never stop, got me wide like cocaine
Drive you insane, blow a top like Kobain, aye
What's they saying? Hit it south on a cold day
Skipping town, know no play around, on no forplay
Ain't no floor plan where I live, ain't no gent, no doorman
Ain't no rent, ain't no debt, no due, no paying
On the other hand, know we not no playing
Like the pavement, I be cold as stone everyday, man
This what they say, man
It's what they make 'bout me, I'm what they make, man
Blame that bitch, she a witch, and she knows it
Noteless, haven't written in a moment
No words, poor page, getting lonely
Homeless, kicked out on my birthday
Running through the woods barefoot till it hurt me
Earthy, deep deep like a worm-way, dirty blot, buggie, trot, trot, in a
Aye
Blackened, decay, that's you out here on the third day
Birds overtop, aerial, no mermaid
Chirp never stop, got me wide like cocaine
Drive you insane, blow a top like Kobain, aye
What's they saying? Hit it south on a cold day
Skipping town, know no play around, on no forplay
Ain't no floor plan where I live, ain't no gent, no doorman
Ain't no rent, ain't no debt, no due, no paying
On the other hand, know we not no playing
Like the pavement, I be cold as stone everyday, man
This what they say, man
It's what they make 'bout me, I'm what they make, man
Writer: Owen Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © WESLEY RODERICK BURFORD PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © WESLEY RODERICK BURFORD PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid