Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Oh What's up next?
Let's go get some checks
Forget about that shit
Forget about ya ex
She ain't worth ya time
She ain't worth the stress
Let's go get the bag
Think it's for the best
Money moves
Only wanting blues
Making headlines
Yea go check the news
But it's time to go
I think that's our cue
Now let's get some stacks
That shit overdue
Now it's back to work
Be a friendly clerk
You a good guy
With just hella dirt
Keep it to yourself
Keep it down to earth
Just let others judge
They don't know yo worth
Put up on a smile
Only for a while
Yea we cold blooded
Ain't no crocodile
Lets go on to checkout
And get up out the aisle
Yo this my shit
Turn up on the dial
Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Yea we self sufficient
And we on a mission
Put this shit behind us
And get tunnel vision
Shit used to stop me
Like a mental prison
But I'm a better man now
From my good decision
Stab me in the back
Lying is hella whack
I'm actually glad you did
Cause I just start from that
Got me where I am
Got me where I'm at
Up on Instagram
And back up on the map
Yea that shit was cruel
Played me like a fool
But now I gotta girl
She my only jewel
She just hella sweet
And she hella cool
I'm an empty tank
She my only fuel
Put you in the past
Wasn't one to last
Being cutthroat bout it
You can kiss my ass
This is my story girl
You ain't part the cast
You really need some Jesus
Take ya self to mass
Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
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Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Oh What's up next?
Let's go get some checks
Forget about that shit
Forget about ya ex
She ain't worth ya time
She ain't worth the stress
Let's go get the bag
Think it's for the best
Money moves
Only wanting blues
Making headlines
Yea go check the news
But it's time to go
I think that's our cue
Now let's get some stacks
That shit overdue
Now it's back to work
Be a friendly clerk
You a good guy
With just hella dirt
Keep it to yourself
Keep it down to earth
Just let others judge
They don't know yo worth
Put up on a smile
Only for a while
Yea we cold blooded
Ain't no crocodile
Lets go on to checkout
And get up out the aisle
Yo this my shit
Turn up on the dial
Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Yea we self sufficient
And we on a mission
Put this shit behind us
And get tunnel vision
Shit used to stop me
Like a mental prison
But I'm a better man now
From my good decision
Stab me in the back
Lying is hella whack
I'm actually glad you did
Cause I just start from that
Got me where I am
Got me where I'm at
Up on Instagram
And back up on the map
Yea that shit was cruel
Played me like a fool
But now I gotta girl
She my only jewel
She just hella sweet
And she hella cool
I'm an empty tank
She my only fuel
Put you in the past
Wasn't one to last
Being cutthroat bout it
You can kiss my ass
This is my story girl
You ain't part the cast
You really need some Jesus
Take ya self to mass
Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Oh What's up next?
Let's go get some checks
Forget about that shit
Forget about ya ex
She ain't worth ya time
She ain't worth the stress
Let's go get the bag
Think it's for the best
Money moves
Only wanting blues
Making headlines
Yea go check the news
But it's time to go
I think that's our cue
Now let's get some stacks
That shit overdue
Now it's back to work
Be a friendly clerk
You a good guy
With just hella dirt
Keep it to yourself
Keep it down to earth
Just let others judge
They don't know yo worth
Put up on a smile
Only for a while
Yea we cold blooded
Ain't no crocodile
Lets go on to checkout
And get up out the aisle
Yo this my shit
Turn up on the dial
Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Yea we self sufficient
And we on a mission
Put this shit behind us
And get tunnel vision
Shit used to stop me
Like a mental prison
But I'm a better man now
From my good decision
Stab me in the back
Lying is hella whack
I'm actually glad you did
Cause I just start from that
Got me where I am
Got me where I'm at
Up on Instagram
And back up on the map
Yea that shit was cruel
Played me like a fool
But now I gotta girl
She my only jewel
She just hella sweet
And she hella cool
I'm an empty tank
She my only fuel
Put you in the past
Wasn't one to last
Being cutthroat bout it
You can kiss my ass
This is my story girl
You ain't part the cast
You really need some Jesus
Take ya self to mass
Drop
Yea know it hurt ya heart
Skipping beats
Did it from the start
Paint a picture
Call it art
Sing a song
About the scars
Yea here we go
Got to Hurt to Grow
She done f*cked it up
We already know
Smell the hard times
Right up on ya clothes
Hit the punchline
Right up in the nose
Writer: Jacob Lamberson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid