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作曲和作词
Garvey Ducheine
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歌词
It's three am in the morning my phone ringing it's my old bitch
Tryina talk to me I told her it's nonsense
She said she misses me told the bitch get off me
I'll talk to you when the past get off me
I can't love no more no no no no
Love when I pour a four up in my cup yuh smoking dank weed sipping syrup yuh
Ridin with lasagna in the lambo truck yuh
Feds behind me tryina pull me over
Gonna swallow this last pill before it's over
I don't care if I die or if I make it
I just know I ain't fakin
If you wanna make me take me if you break me
I'm gonna break you take you shake you 'til there's nothing left no oh
'Til there's nothing left no
'Til there's nothing left of me there's nothing left of you
There will never ever be anything I want no more
So I sit here with a broken heart and try to fight off my feelings
As if I ever had a chance
Abusing these substances
In my feelings cause you no longer fuck with this yeah
Who the hell is she calling me at three in the morning
Acting like she don't know that I'm mourning
Now I'm up drinking and smoking unhealthy scorning
Wonder why this is the position that I was born in
Damn depression gets depressing
Doing a benji in the Benzy with my weapon
'Til there's nothing left of me there's nothing left of you
There will never ever be anything I want no more
So I sit here with a broken heart and try to fight off my feelings
As if I ever had a chance
Written by: Garvey Ducheine
