That pit in my hearts not your usual empty today
It hurts me to see you like that, but i cant look away
It pains me to see you like that, i see the hurt in your face
I'm not the one to console you
I cannot make this okay
I'm not the one to console you
I'm not gonna make this easy on you
I'm not gonna turn down, for what?
I'm too busy turning up, on you
For sure
Yo
Gold links, so many rings
You hate to watch me treat things like just things
I tried to help you and you turned on me
Over my dead body, over my dead body
Washing the blood off my knuckles
Why cant we just get along with each other
Weed on me smell like a scuffle, loud as a couple
I don't give f*ck, like a cuckhold,
I'm nothing but crack but no butthole
My rap turn the back of the sun, cold
Niggas act like i wont, hop out the shuttle
Drop a ya head from a hour above you
"Yeah we sell that in the back of the gun store
Lord knows why you want one for
And i started with the encore
I'm the future
I'm the chosen one as soon as i'm born
And i started with the encore
Not the only one that wants more
Why you niggas even comment for
That shit went out with the dinosaurs
You need to redesign a cyborg
Ain't no competition or the lines short
Ain't no human on me nigga i'm bored
I know what you meant, but i redefine lord
I heard it through the grapevine yard
Cause the grapevine is my yard
Put a grapevine in the graveyard
Cause the graveyard was eyesore
I'm with whatever at that
You know me better than that
Bring you to heaven and back
I knew my sevens were stacked
Been to hell and then back
Bring you to heaven and back
I'm not the one to console you
I'm not gonna make this easy on you
I'm not gonna turn down, for what?
I'm too busy turning up, on you
For sure
Gold links, so many rings
You hate to watch me treat things like just things
I tried to help you and you turned on me
You're never gonna stop me over my dead body
I held your hand and your threw hands on me
I treated you like you were my family
You broke my heart when you switched plans on me
You broke my heart when you switched plans on me
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That pit in my hearts not your usual empty today
It hurts me to see you like that, but i cant look away
It pains me to see you like that, i see the hurt in your face
I'm not the one to console you
I cannot make this okay
I'm not the one to console you
I'm not gonna make this easy on you
I'm not gonna turn down, for what?
I'm too busy turning up, on you
For sure
Yo
Gold links, so many rings
You hate to watch me treat things like just things
I tried to help you and you turned on me
Over my dead body, over my dead body
Washing the blood off my knuckles
Why cant we just get along with each other
Weed on me smell like a scuffle, loud as a couple
I don't give f*ck, like a cuckhold,
I'm nothing but crack but no butthole
My rap turn the back of the sun, cold
Niggas act like i wont, hop out the shuttle
Drop a ya head from a hour above you
"Yeah we sell that in the back of the gun store
Lord knows why you want one for
And i started with the encore
I'm the future
I'm the chosen one as soon as i'm born
And i started with the encore
Not the only one that wants more
Why you niggas even comment for
That shit went out with the dinosaurs
You need to redesign a cyborg
Ain't no competition or the lines short
Ain't no human on me nigga i'm bored
I know what you meant, but i redefine lord
I heard it through the grapevine yard
Cause the grapevine is my yard
Put a grapevine in the graveyard
Cause the graveyard was eyesore
I'm with whatever at that
You know me better than that
Bring you to heaven and back
I knew my sevens were stacked
Been to hell and then back
Bring you to heaven and back
I'm not the one to console you
I'm not gonna make this easy on you
I'm not gonna turn down, for what?
I'm too busy turning up, on you
For sure
Gold links, so many rings
You hate to watch me treat things like just things
I tried to help you and you turned on me
You're never gonna stop me over my dead body
I held your hand and your threw hands on me
I treated you like you were my family
You broke my heart when you switched plans on me
You broke my heart when you switched plans on me
It hurts me to see you like that, but i cant look away
It pains me to see you like that, i see the hurt in your face
I'm not the one to console you
I cannot make this okay
I'm not the one to console you
I'm not gonna make this easy on you
I'm not gonna turn down, for what?
I'm too busy turning up, on you
For sure
Yo
Gold links, so many rings
You hate to watch me treat things like just things
I tried to help you and you turned on me
Over my dead body, over my dead body
Washing the blood off my knuckles
Why cant we just get along with each other
Weed on me smell like a scuffle, loud as a couple
I don't give f*ck, like a cuckhold,
I'm nothing but crack but no butthole
My rap turn the back of the sun, cold
Niggas act like i wont, hop out the shuttle
Drop a ya head from a hour above you
"Yeah we sell that in the back of the gun store
Lord knows why you want one for
And i started with the encore
I'm the future
I'm the chosen one as soon as i'm born
And i started with the encore
Not the only one that wants more
Why you niggas even comment for
That shit went out with the dinosaurs
You need to redesign a cyborg
Ain't no competition or the lines short
Ain't no human on me nigga i'm bored
I know what you meant, but i redefine lord
I heard it through the grapevine yard
Cause the grapevine is my yard
Put a grapevine in the graveyard
Cause the graveyard was eyesore
I'm with whatever at that
You know me better than that
Bring you to heaven and back
I knew my sevens were stacked
Been to hell and then back
Bring you to heaven and back
I'm not the one to console you
I'm not gonna make this easy on you
I'm not gonna turn down, for what?
I'm too busy turning up, on you
For sure
Gold links, so many rings
You hate to watch me treat things like just things
I tried to help you and you turned on me
You're never gonna stop me over my dead body
I held your hand and your threw hands on me
I treated you like you were my family
You broke my heart when you switched plans on me
You broke my heart when you switched plans on me
Writer: Lucas Abend, Tyre King
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