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Set a bag on fire, turn the bread into toast

Had to fall back, tryin' not to do the most

I don't wanna turn back to drugs just to cope

Scared to call you boo, 'cause you might turn into a ghost

Way off in the cut, ran it up and lay low

Stacking bundles up 'cause the world is so cold

Hurricane turn to sunshine and rainbows

But I live it up 'till the feeling wears off

Shorty now my jaw locked up, can't talk

Buried in my heart, feeling like King Tut

Keep my sword sharp, I can't let it go dull

Tryna be smart, yeah, I still go dumb

I gave you my all, it ain't work out, so what

I knew you would fall, but I still showed love

They done did me wrong, so now I don't trust

Tell me everything is ok, I won't judge

Hard to be honest sometimes 'cause it makes things harder, makes things harder

Hard for me to care sometime cause we took it too far, took it too far so I

Set a bag on fire, turn the bread into toast

Had to fall back tryin' not to do the most

I don't wanna turn back to drugs just to cope

Scared to call you boo, 'cause you might turn into a ghost

Way off in the cut, ran it up and lay low

Stacking bundles up 'cause the world is so cold

Hurricane turn to sunshine and rainbows

But I live it up 'till the feeling wears off

Can't rely on you to heal me

Hard 'cause I know you know the real me

Pain in my gut and I ignore the feeling

Took her to the grave, she don't do no squealing

And I took the top off, we ain't got no celling

And I knew that something was off just from your appearance

And we fight to make up, I ain't for concealing

And even if we break up, I'm not gonna call my dealer

And we talk so much, gonna need a new mouth

Ask me what I'm thinking about, don't want to freak you out

I ain't kept it real and I could not lie

The kids fucked up, shit at least I try

Said I don't care then how come I cry

Grass is always greener on the other side

Pussy taste good like key lime pie

Addicted to you, I'm a fiend, I'm fried

Focused on the wrong things

Beautiful nightmare, bad dream

I just fell back to the bat cave

Focus on my self and the rackades

Set a bag on fire, turn the bread into toast

Had to fall back tryin' not to do the most

I don't wanna turn back to drugs just to cope

Scared to call you boo, 'cause you might turn into a ghost

Way off in the cut, ran it up and lay low

Stacking bundles up 'cause the world is so cold

Hurricane turn to sunshine and rainbows

But I live it up 'till the feeling wears off