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lirik lagu last stand – u.fø

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my ex prolly think this about her
this ain’t even about her this some entirely different sh*t got me feeling this way too

*inhale*
*smokers cough*
(f*ck)

wanted me to be a dial i was always a switch
and it took me a lil while, to realize we can’t cl!ck
and you know me, a lil wild child, tryna get rich
taught me a lesson i reviled, b*tches ain’t sh*t but tricks

got her on a call and she screamin my name
i tell her this is different, she says nah it’s the same
godd*mn, i’m getting played, but i got no one to blame
nothing in life is ever promised, that’s what drives me insane
so i channel my pain, into a flow on a track
a game of candles and flame, now you say blow out my back
it’s hard to handle the change, been wishing i could go back
to wearing sandals and flannel, and then just throw on a hat. ah!
the simple days before i said this in songs
i’d dream of money, fame and vices and me taking off thongs
and now my dreams became reality i waited so long
i worked my ass off for this sh*t, but it feels so f*cking wrong
gause all my feelings are gone, and i could never imagine
that i’d envision my casket, and pick up all these bad habits
my life’s just one catastrophic eternal moment of passion
and now i’m blacking out i’m lacking empathy and compassion
i think the last time i felt that, believed in jesus
now the only thing but stress and depression i feel is grievance
now the voices in my head are all screaming she’s gonna leave us
i should listen to them more, it would save me some inconvenience

wanted me to be a dial i was always a switch
and it took me a lil while, to realize we can’t cl!ck
and you know me, a lil wild child, tryna get rich
taught me a lesson i reviled, b*tches ain’t sh*t but tricks

wanted me to be a dial i was always a switch
and it took me a lil while, to realize we can’t cl!ck
and you know me, a lil wild child, tryna get rich
taught me a lesson i reviled, b*tches ain’t sh*t but tricks

the last straw, you said he’s better then me
you know how much my heart and soul i put out every piece
in every beat, i bleed my f*cking heart through a screen
in every rap, blackening my lungs still i scream
i scribbled a dream, started with a pen and a pad
a syllable scheme, and every bit of pain that i had
i added my mad sappy little raps that i kicked
said i’d never call you a b*tch, you don’t mean sh*t to me man
it’s history, that had me reminiscing she bad
a f*cking distraction, never taking action, she had
my fractured attraction, that was just a fraction of sad
went numb, to my next b*tch, my mind is blistering bad. you listen, you think your special, think you can’t be replaced
realized all that you really wanted was a d*ck in your face
i’m not even your favorite rapper you know, sh*t, can you taste
all your f*cking lies, our conversations copy and pasted
i won’t be a person you hit up when you’re wasted, or bored
swear i’d dead ‘em man, i’d drop his f*cking ass to the floor
that man he’ll never be me, and you will never be more
then another b*tch, another f*cking number i scored

wanted me to be a dial i was always a switch
and it took me a lil while, to realize we can’t cl!ck
and you know me, a lil wild child, tryna get rich
taught me a lesson i reviled, b*tches ain’t sh*t but tricks

wanted me to be a dial i was always a switch

and you know me a lil wild child tryna get rich

lil wild child, tryna get rich

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you thought i was done? the prodigal son
pistol in my hand, last stand, methodically won
while you’re on a glass stand sippin’ apology rum
words that i wish you would’ve told me on your sodomy run. symbolically guns, represent the lead and the dead
but it’s prolly cause they never met me or my pen
acknowledge me once, might have to put your friend on my bed
her best quality was that i’ll never see her again
scared i’m a pedo, cause it seems i love childish b*tches
it boosts my ego tho, like dreams of my wildest riches
it’s inconceivable the highs that my spirits get lifted
they say they need to know, so i can get mild prescriptions
but they won’t feed me those, cause i won’t have my mind restricted. they’re scared to read my notes and find out the reason i’m gifted
i give the seed to hoes, my heart has grown violent and twisted
she said she need to go, my trust she defiled and shifted
since you left my vices tightened their grip
had a cigarette make me panic but it’s not ‘nough to quit
have a b*tch that’ll make me manic, thinks i’m happy as sh*t
and the only one i hoped had it only wanted my d*ck
and she told me i wish you well, don’t you write about me again
and i’m this close to dropping your name, but i will relent
cause the memories that we shared, it just sucks that now that sh*ts spent
even though i still need to vent, my pride tells me i can’t repent

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