Sad boy shit

Imma hopeless romantic

Bad boy shit

Ive done blew all my chances

Emo shit

All black circumstances

Im pullin out the spaceship

I stay quiet i don't say shit

Im pullin out the foreign whip

Blueberry with the new drip

Im lit

Im wearing black in one hundred degrees

I got a big girl shes down on her knees

Forgive me. A man got his needs

I'll do it swiftly no need to say please

Nice breeze

I reflect on that shit in life that didnt intersect

I direct my own inner self right out the lonliness

And I compress my own mind just to get it off my chest I got a milly from a hit song and now im cashin checks

I ressurect

From that death that done had me by my neck

I just deflect

All this hidden doubt thats pullin at my speck

Im just a flicker of a flame in this cosmic printing press

I saw a flicker of my fame and now I grind and nothing less

Sad boy shit

Imma hopeless romantic

Bad boy shit

Ive done blew all my chances

Emo shit

All black circumstances

Blacked out hopped up bass in the truck

Im in a stacked out bently bus with bass thats blowin up

I took another blunt to the face yeah I need to open up

What i want is a trace of that super space dust

Got my flower up

Drop a stack of cash

Its time to elevate

My powers up

Hit a puff and pass

These bitches cant relate

My brain is stuffed

Hit a cloud of gas

Im eatin off this plate

Its not enough

I need some more grass

This girl is more than fake

Writing bars i know you missed it

My heart is hurt and so she kissed it

Shining bright I let the bliss hit

Slither on like words I hissed it

My diamonds are arithmetic

Moving bars into a new hit

Made a hit i knew you missed it

Wearing hoods just like a mystic

In the study like its rhystic

Writing styles like its cryptic

Study my words like its forensic

My skills are too intrinsic

Ooo yeah oooo woah

"Pull up too slow, you can hear my trunk bumpin'

Yeah the homies always know, prehistoric feet thumpin' got the lyrics with the flow yeah they wish they had something"

...

*"Pull up too slow, you can hear my trunk bumpin'

Yeah the homies always know, prehistoric feet thumpin' got the lyrics with the flow yeah they wish they had something"*

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Sad boy shit

Imma hopeless romantic

Bad boy shit

Ive done blew all my chances

Emo shit

All black circumstances

Sad boy shit

Imma hopeless romantic

Bad boy shit

Ive done blew all my chances

Emo shit

All black circumstances

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Sad boy shit

Imma hopeless romantic

Bad boy shit

Ive done blew all my chances

Emo shit

All black circumstances