Yeah, talk yo shit. Toxic. It’s the way we all be at times. Yeah.
Not much to base my success around but still it found. I chase the best and till I rest I stress I’m hell sent bound. The dirt I did, hurt a kid way back in the day. Insert the current bid in my head I dread, wack how it stay. I grieve those who leave my life but I’m also toxic. Not to brag, it really drag on my soul, in full I got sick. Motha fucka’s wanna be 100 but they fronted. Even look at me, I took a see and my worship blunted.
Yeah, I repent as much as I represent. I know I go show the love but I shove those who meant. All good, I haul could do this and that. In my vision, but my mission is to piss them at. They emotions, my notions that I gotta fend for myself. End a friend and the health, of connection, stealth ain’t wealth. It’s taught not to have got caught in the instance. But futurizing enterprising got me in the distance. Sizing up my cup, I got bitter feelings in there. Yup I hope to stop but nope, I litter dealings of bad air. Sad flair, I make my cry days all Friday’s. Try me, ain’t lying, I’m desperate, might go guess it. Not lethal till I kill ya people, that’s the angry dude. Can the mood change, rearrange, that shit be so strange.
Not much to base my success around but still it found. I chase the best and till I rest I stress I’m hell sent bound. The dirt I did, hurt a kid way back in the day. Insert the current bid in my head I dread, wack how it stay. I grieve those who leave my life but I’m also toxic. Not to brag, it really drag on my soul, in full I got sick. Motha fucka’s wanna be 100 but they fronted. Even look at me, I took a see and my worship blunted.
That’s that real shit, that’s that real shit, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, that’s that real shit.
