Broken Hearted Crook

Yo

Look, take me in

I'm insane

I wanna put ten shots in a paigon's brain

Them OT days

I'd jump on a train with my packs and blade

Now shit's all changed

With my mask on face

I'm a broken-hearted crook like Bane

And I coulda been bait

But I don't really care 'bout the girls or fame

Uh

All I feel is pain

Cah how many times have we played these games?

Said you was fine, but clearly we ain't

You're meant to be mine, but you're staying out late

I can't trust these days

'Cause half of these fucking girls are fake

They just take and take

But not no more, I got cake to chase

And I know love's out somewhere

But right now I got moves to make

And she wants to move to K

But me, I ain't in the mood to date

How can I waste my time for a bitch?

You can't go back on the shit that you did

L flip these packs, sell a thousand jibs

But she wanna tug my trouser zips

Haha, typical

She said that I'm moving difficult

She noticed the dash was digital

Now she wanna fuck with a criminal

I don't do dates or baes

But that don't mean we can't go for days

I love papes and blades

But, babe, my face is way too bait

I'm insane

I wanna put ten shots in a paigon's brain

Them OT days

I'd jump on a train with my packs and blade

Now shit's all changed

With my mask on face

I'm a broken-hearted crook like Bane

And I coulda been bait

But I don't really care 'bout the girls or fame

Uh

All I feel is pain

Cah how many times have we played these games?

Said you was fine, but clearly we ain't

You're meant to be mine, but you're staying out late

I can't trust these days

'Cause half of these fucking girls are fake

They just take and take

But not no more, I got cake to chase

The realest turned fakest

If you got what you want, they'll hate it

There's a catch in the game like Madden

Found us a paigon, now they can't track and trace him

Mask on face and no isolation

No Covid, we just on some bait shit

You're tryna date it

Me, I'm tryna fuck these thots in a spaceship

Man, I need some acres

Don't really care 'bout that fame or status

Got me a plan for the lot

Cah I need me a house on the hill, no neighbours

We want Wraiths, I need the Bentaygas

Four-wheel drive with the parking radar

Like, how can I tame her?

Bitch got fucked, I ruined her makeup

I'm insane

I wanna put ten shots in a paigon's brain

Them OT days

I'd jump on a train with my packs and blade

Now shit's all changed

With my mask on face

I'm a broken-hearted crook like Bane

And I coulda been bait

But I don't really care 'bout the girls or fame

Uh

All I feel is pain

Cah how many times have we played these games?

Said you was fine, but clearly we ain't

You're meant to be mine, but you're staying out late

I can't trust these days

'Cause half of these fucking girls are fake

They just take and take

But not no more, I got cake to chase