Untitled Song
• Written by Taylaaah
Proceeded to prove in the end we will have succeeded
But its not that easy, after you have just been deleted
I shouldn't even think about you, the one who cheated
Just because i'm low-keyed don't ever think i'm defeated
And this ain't the last message, so consider this not completed,
I'm cut and im bleeding currupt thoughts i defeated
Some attention from this bitch, who just lied and soberly cheated
Cause my own isn't enough for me not one to be conceited
I had no place to let my feelings out, i became so heated
Till then i'm restless and not stopping till my minds completed,
I don't know why this happened to me, why did i have to be treated
You played me and used me for your own satisfaction
Split yo ass into pieces define you as a fraction
I realise i dont need no other boy for me to feel attraction
So no questions when i'm rappin i keep a steady faction
You remind me of cartoons, fake as fuck
I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug
Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck
Trying to get away, but i think im stuck
Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck
'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
"Kill this nigga, guns and weed"
The drug that the brain need
The revolution will proceed
From the back seat, back seat
Indubitably i'm too street
Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
Bitches roll sweets as i lay back in the suite
But hey yo look, money from across the street
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
I can always go home and look down my street
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
For me looks good she said oh you so sweet
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Taylaaah
Member since March 14 2015