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LT357 - #SUBZERO​ ❄️ | LAB51 | @lt3.5.7

Fire In The Farm
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Actually I ain't know what it was 
Losing your feelings 
You're too independent
I know now, I'm not what you want 
I cannot pretend that my shit's figured out but I'll never make out with a gun 
I use to think you and me was concrete 
Realized that there ain't no us

I use to be comfortable without the za 
Now without it, there ain't no trust 
Ashes to ashes 
Every time I pluck the beezy, I blow off the dust 
Gambling everything, everyday
Taking my chances 
I ran out of luck
I really hope that you stand on your shit 
Please do not hit me up when I'm up

I use to daydream on the clock 
I was hurting hard
Then I got fired 
Mom almost took away her own life 
Shit got dark 
Couldn't stop crying 
I cannot trust nobody that I hang around 
Right now I think you're all liars 
My name is Typo cause I think I did it all wrong 
I just wanna die.

Niggas don't know shit 
People ghost me 
My emotions? 
Imma post them
I'm so fried, I got a nosebleed 
How your family been?
Haven't known since 

There ain't nothing left for you to take 
Run with your man and get out my face 
You don't care but I'm jealous as hell 
At the end of the day, hope he keeping you safe 

We use to chill by the bell
You use to live in my head 
I don't want nobody else 
So why you match me with your friend?
You know that you goin' to hell...
You know that hit below the belt...
No more wishes left in the well
Imma clean the dishes then I'm out 

Fuck that 
Imma retreat to the South
Won't nobody know where I'm at
From the broke, once I'm paid, won't go back
I hate love 
I get way too attached 
I keep running 
My legs never last 
I was blind 
Had my head up my ass 
No more of that

Actually I ain't know what it was 
Losing your feelings 
You're too independent 
I know now, I'm not what you want 
I cannot pretend that my shit's figured out but I'll never make out with a gun 
I use to think you and me was concrete 
Realized that there ain't no us

I use to be comfortable without the za 
Now without it, there ain't no trust
Ashes to ashes
Every time I pluck the beezy, I blow off the dust 
Gambling everything, everyday
Taking my chances 
I ran out of luck
I really hope that you stand on your shit 
Please do not hit me up when I'm up

what it was

0151 Grew Up On A Mad One | c3six

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