
made it work. - connorrrmac lyrics
in the past, made it work
doesn’t matter if we’re ending in the dirt
now run it up
spend a bag
doesn’t matter i don’t wanna take it back
in the past, made it work
doesn’t matter cuz i’ll end up in the dirt
in a mask
go berserk
met a baddie, and she’s actin’ like a flirt
rick james, kind of swag
treat me like a cigarette, she wanna drag
last time, it was cold
i don’t even like the thought of seeing her alone
i’m supposed to know what’s always on her mind
(yeah)
f*ckin’ up my flow, cuz i can’t come up with a rhymе
i promise imma shine
you the typе to bring me back to life
(yeah)
got my b*tch a birkin, i ain’t even check the price
i was feelin’ nice
ghosting a b*tch when i’m bored, no ouija
ain’t on tour, can’t afford no fiji
fine girl tellin’ me she wanna get with me
heart start spinnin’, imma dance like britney
i got her grinnin’
she like that i’m winnin’
believe in my vision
i’m stuck in a dream
(brrrr)
beggin’ to visit, and actually listen
been countin’ the minutes, i feel like a fiend
i hope she ride it like a harley
got her on cam, now we’re watching icarly
said i gotta slide, i won’t ever say sorry
stank hoes, i don’t wanna let em’ harm me
in the past, made it work
doesn’t matter cuz i’ll end up in the dirt
in a mask
go berserk
met a baddie, and she’s actin’ like a flirt
rick james, kind of swag
treat me like a cigarette, she wanna drag
last time, it was cold
i don’t even like the thought of seeing her alone
i’ve been gambling with my heart, treat it like casinos
rambling, acting like a stud off a kilo
(yeah)
sick of people, acting evil
back*stabbing till i’m bleedin’
i was geekin’
tryna distract myself from fighting my demons
i feel the pain inside my bones
i can’t explain this on the phone
i’m swingin’ through my trees like i’m indiana jones
got one love, i don’t got time for a ho’
i’m sick of your sh*t and the way that it feels
glad i lost you
(uh)
adderall got me skippin’ my meals
i just popped two
so sick, i caught the flu
i don’t think they heard me when i told em’ that my pockets fat as mama june
in the past, made it work
doesn’t matter cuz i’ll end up in the dirt
in a mask
go berserk
met a baddie, and she’s actin’ like a flirt
rick james, kind of swag
treat me like a cigarette, she wanna drag
last time, it was cold
i don’t even like the thought of seeing her alone
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