Lyrics

Man I could prolly kill myself
I swear to God
I hate that bitch to death
I almost killed myself
How could be so fucking stupid
How could she be so fucking selfish
I know that I keep cursing a lot
But I can't help it
At times
I felt like I was the stage
And she was Elvis
I was lost I was deep in a maze
I was helpless
I was caught
I was deep in a cage
I was stagnet
crazy how I saw This shit coming
But I still let it happen
Now I'm crashing
Like im aviator
Telling all my baddies
Imma see you later
Turn into a savage
Like I'm 21
Going through a lot
But I don't need saviour
And if we callin this a game
Then imma be a player
only want a **** for the clout
So imma be the chaser
Fucking with a foreigner
Gat you falling for a forex trader
You tryna finesse Me
Really shows wat ud do for that paper
We call this shit a loss
And That's a term we use for a trader
Traitor
Look i understand your pain bruce
I know that your emotions on a high right now
But sir u need to calm down
I know it takes a long time
But healing is a process
Nd it starts right now
But before we get to that
We gudda start pulling out the facts
Like ma ****
Wats the reason to be moving that fast
She never loved you from the beginning
She had u whipped
Nd u was sining
the moment you went and got that tat on your hand
She was winning
I hate to brake it to you
Women like her
Gat no feelings
She stabbed you in the back
Nd I know u dreading the feeling
See I ain't tryna put the blame on u
I'm teaching u a thing two
Now listen this is how we gon doit
Nd it's different
I ain't no therapist ma ****
I been pissed of from beginning
Had my heart broken at 16 nd I swear
it's been minute
Nd you gon do the same Bruce
never let girl play you
And if she ever does
You gon fuck friend
Like you playing too
Written by: Christian Mbuyi, Panashe Bhekimpilo Ndebele
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