Burning Bridges

Rolley polli till its fat

Always going back to back

Smoke is blowing like a stack

Detonating bars in half

Contemplating lifes a mess

I don’t see too many friends

Circles shrinking like a zone

Till they leave me with the glass

Always pouring when they need me

Threw my pitcher in the trash

Always jumping when they need me

Threw my last twenty in gas

My phone just keeps on ringing

But I pick up every call

I make the time they need me

But who can I even call

When my life’s not great I have me

And my musics all I got

I just put my shit on repeat

Cause my music all I got

Hard for me to stay happy

Cause its never what I bought

I grew up cold from beatings

From the girls who broke my heart

Coparents isn’t like me

It just tears my soul apart

My kids deserve a family

I tore this one apart

My glass was just too empty

Wasn’t like this from the start

I filled her cup so happy

Till she dragged me in dark

I’m so cold

Good as new

I’ve been told

Bad is too

I was a hopeless romantic

Now I’m ghosting a savage

I got a side to fake real love

I got a side to get nasty

I got a side to roll tree up

I got a side smell like candy

I got a side who like free lunch

I got a side who might stab me

I fight a war ima villain

Their baby daddies just hate me

Me and your girl we just chillin

Their baby daddies just crazy

I’m at work when he shows up

He’s tryna fight me for Amy

I haven’t seen her for 3 months

But I fight like its lately

He’s all banged out who’s he foolin

He’s tryna fight me okay see

Why’s he backing up screamin

He wants to fight but won’t play see

Red shows with an apron

Asking who the fuck is he

I said I think I fuck his bitch

Now he’s missin on out on me

He should have treated her right

She knew the whole damn time

She knew she was my side

I just gave her my time

See if I can run a business

And still be your favorite rapper

Find all the time for side chicks

And still treat them way better

Than why can’t I find real love

I’m just tired of pretend

Playing games is a good rush

But I never find the end

Won’t find my love in hurt loves

Time and time and time again

Won’t accept that I’m a hurt love

Rhyme and rhyme and rhyme again

I’m so cold

Good as new

I’ve been told

Bad is too

I skip a meal wasn’t just lunch

Its been days I’m not hungry

Can’t find keys to my prison

But I pray for them badly

I’m just not looking for real love

Cause in the end it goes badly

Wouldn’t mind to feel real love

I’m as numb as I can be

I feel alone in my feelins

Until I jump on a track see

I smoke a bowl I’m just chillin

I get as high as I can be

I feel the music start spewin

Flows off the pad like its water

I make song about true love

I make a song about nada

I make a song about pussy

I make a song about prodda

I make a song about good tree

I make a song about dollas

See my pockets aren’t too deep

But these bills are all paid for

I scrap change for the new beats

A license from my producers

I shouldn’t rap about money

I shouldn’t rap about Jack

I hop on the beat like a bunny

Until I break it in half

I call my baby my new love

And she’s calling me dad

It felt so good to feel real love

Until its not and its sad

Take on my role as the villain

Until I’m feeling like crap

I write a track how I’m feelin

Until I fold and I snap

Until I make a million

I’ll just drop em back to back

Guys my drives a million

Wrote my sevens back to back

Im so cold

Good as new

I’ve been told

Bad is too