Too much smoke in the summer I had a synthetic winter
Got that powder in my nose I ain't feelin' like a winner
Bitch my circle got smaller and my bands got bigger
But that happy ass kid ran away from the pictures
Swear to God up in this city there ain't shit to do
So I'm coughing up my lungs f*cking thinking of you
And I'm with some other bitch f*cking drinking for two
And some pussy trying to kill me like how f*cking rude
Lil' bitch
I gave my all when I had f*cking nothing
I almost threw it all away for you that's saying something
Tell you I'ma kill myself you don't say shit that's not what love is
I'm swerving all through the lines like I'ma crash but f*ck it
I almost flipped my car that night know you remember that
I'm sick of thinking bout' the memories what we could've been
They say shit happens for a reason man then f*ck it then
I guess our love is just a should've been or could've been
And yeah I'm high girl
And I ain't proud of it
But I ain't felt shit in a minute
And I'm proud of it
I got that blow stuck in my nose and it keeps running out
I swear I never been so high and I ain't coming down
I'm drinking til' my kidneys hurting no one's saving me
I remember all the shit you always had to say to me
I can't believe I fell for you so hard I'm on my knees
I can't believe I had the thought of f*cking wedding rings
I lost it all I was all on my knees
But I met this girl and she praying for me
When I tried to save her she said let me bleed
I made this for you darling
I was crawling I stood up
Now I'm working while you yawning
Falling out and out of love
Too much smoke in the summer I had a synthetic winter
Got that powder in my nose I ain't feelin' like a winner
Bitch my circle got smaller and my bands got bigger
But that happy ass kid ran away from the pictures
Swear to God up in this city there ain't shit to do
So I'm coughing up my lungs f*cking thinking of you
And I'm with some other bitch f*cking drinking for two
And some pussy trying to kill me like how f*cking rude
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Too much smoke in the summer I had a synthetic winter
Got that powder in my nose I ain't feelin' like a winner
Bitch my circle got smaller and my bands got bigger
But that happy ass kid ran away from the pictures
Swear to God up in this city there ain't shit to do
So I'm coughing up my lungs f*cking thinking of you
And I'm with some other bitch f*cking drinking for two
And some pussy trying to kill me like how f*cking rude
Lil' bitch
I gave my all when I had f*cking nothing
I almost threw it all away for you that's saying something
Tell you I'ma kill myself you don't say shit that's not what love is
I'm swerving all through the lines like I'ma crash but f*ck it
I almost flipped my car that night know you remember that
I'm sick of thinking bout' the memories what we could've been
They say shit happens for a reason man then f*ck it then
I guess our love is just a should've been or could've been
And yeah I'm high girl
And I ain't proud of it
But I ain't felt shit in a minute
And I'm proud of it
I got that blow stuck in my nose and it keeps running out
I swear I never been so high and I ain't coming down
I'm drinking til' my kidneys hurting no one's saving me
I remember all the shit you always had to say to me
I can't believe I fell for you so hard I'm on my knees
I can't believe I had the thought of f*cking wedding rings
I lost it all I was all on my knees
But I met this girl and she praying for me
When I tried to save her she said let me bleed
I made this for you darling
I was crawling I stood up
Now I'm working while you yawning
Falling out and out of love
Too much smoke in the summer I had a synthetic winter
Got that powder in my nose I ain't feelin' like a winner
Bitch my circle got smaller and my bands got bigger
But that happy ass kid ran away from the pictures
Swear to God up in this city there ain't shit to do
So I'm coughing up my lungs f*cking thinking of you
And I'm with some other bitch f*cking drinking for two
And some pussy trying to kill me like how f*cking rude
Got that powder in my nose I ain't feelin' like a winner
Bitch my circle got smaller and my bands got bigger
But that happy ass kid ran away from the pictures
Swear to God up in this city there ain't shit to do
So I'm coughing up my lungs f*cking thinking of you
And I'm with some other bitch f*cking drinking for two
And some pussy trying to kill me like how f*cking rude
Lil' bitch
I gave my all when I had f*cking nothing
I almost threw it all away for you that's saying something
Tell you I'ma kill myself you don't say shit that's not what love is
I'm swerving all through the lines like I'ma crash but f*ck it
I almost flipped my car that night know you remember that
I'm sick of thinking bout' the memories what we could've been
They say shit happens for a reason man then f*ck it then
I guess our love is just a should've been or could've been
And yeah I'm high girl
And I ain't proud of it
But I ain't felt shit in a minute
And I'm proud of it
I got that blow stuck in my nose and it keeps running out
I swear I never been so high and I ain't coming down
I'm drinking til' my kidneys hurting no one's saving me
I remember all the shit you always had to say to me
I can't believe I fell for you so hard I'm on my knees
I can't believe I had the thought of f*cking wedding rings
I lost it all I was all on my knees
But I met this girl and she praying for me
When I tried to save her she said let me bleed
I made this for you darling
I was crawling I stood up
Now I'm working while you yawning
Falling out and out of love
Too much smoke in the summer I had a synthetic winter
Got that powder in my nose I ain't feelin' like a winner
Bitch my circle got smaller and my bands got bigger
But that happy ass kid ran away from the pictures
Swear to God up in this city there ain't shit to do
So I'm coughing up my lungs f*cking thinking of you
And I'm with some other bitch f*cking drinking for two
And some pussy trying to kill me like how f*cking rude
Writer: Arman Shams
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