Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1: Charr]
Get the fuck out my face
I don’t give a fuck about yo motherfuckin’ dates
They talkin’ get well soon
I’m number one and you number two
But i ain’t calling you shit
I’m just pissing on shit like you
I’ll probably get high just to talk down to you
Do you like shock-val-ue
I shock dumb fucks, just like you
Get well soon, fuck with me
Put you in the ground huh, rest in piece
And ill probably fuck up when i fuck around
And you’ll probably shut up when i come around
I’m on my shit, new business
RepWurk man we fuckin’ fearless
Giving out presents
Like its Christmas
And i keep private, mind your business
Fuck Instagram
No one keeps it real, its like a scam
I post up my thoughts
Just like those hoes
Some fuckin’ thots
Man
Fuck your attention span
I doubt you’d make an album
You’d lose your plan
I’m in this man, From summer to fall
I work like a motherfuckin’ tan
You bronze like a tan, i keep it gold like a road
Follow those fuckin’ bricks, you’ll get rich and old
Keep it quiet, Morse code
My anger, explodes
Lost a lymph node
Now i fuckin’ unload
I don’t give a shit about being fucking famous
I don’t give a shit about being fucking rich
I just wanna be happy, not dangerous
And have a girl that’s not a fucking bitch
And live my life
And live for life
And live, love, write
And live, love, fight
I wrote a story about my life
Mixtape of the Year, that’s fuckin’ right
Read it like a book, cover to cover
If you listen, the shit you’ll fuckin’ discover
Will blow you mind
I did my time
I suffered well
I’ve been to hell
I’ve loved and lost
Built and destroyed
What was the cost
My life’s a void
You can’t avoid
When you’ve employed
Powers of darkness
Shout out to Shade my boy
We’ve all had losses
And life’s a bitch
But its a bitch
You just can’t fuckin’ unhitch
You’ve gotta love it
Fuck, lets change the subject
Damn i love it
Went from a douche bag kid
To someone sufferin’
I feel i deserved it
And the pain i endured
I didn’t say fuck it
I just matured
We met early on, I fuck with you
We work hard together, I fuck with you
We had few problems, I fuck with you
You back stabbed me, but I fucked with you
That’s too touchy, believe me: I get it
But I guess that’s why its called feelings
And I’ve got a discussion for you
This can’t end well, In any situation
But some end not as bad, do you get the translation?











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