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Scarlxrd

BETRAYED

 

BETRAYED


Ah, Scar

Miss me with the fake ones, all talk but not saying nothing
If you see me, then say something, I don't care where you came from
Ya'll lost motivation, crazy longings on my statements
Come for me and I'll spray something, drop your body like a bass drum
While sip got relaxing, take two, I'm a self-proclaimed insane type, too
Covered in tattoos, I blur in the cost, too
Gonna take more than knife to see my noose
I still linger from the past, what?
Like a hobby, so distracted, I'm playing catch up with my cash, now
I could fucking buy a mansion (mansion, what?)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
Ha, Scarlxrd, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've been burning paper, baby, just to make you heard (make you heard)
Aching my rhythm, no, I can never wait
With poles around me, back around is what they say (what they say)
But I lost my patience when I copped a chain
I been been burning paper, just to make you heard
Aching my rhythm, no, I can never wait, yeah
With poles around me, back around is what they say, yeah
Swear I lost my patience when I copped my chains

I'm counting everything I can, I'm still counting every fucking cent (fucking cent)
I see you pretty every fucking month (fucking month, huh? Yeah)
I don't want to live a fucking month

I feel like the guy in the mirror
He got me grinding up digits
Thumbing through racks, I got blisters (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, every day for me is Christmas (Christmas!)
I could have lost with the quickness
I feel like Sonic with scissors (yeah)
Selfish, I mind my own business, so why the fuck should we kick it?
Ha, I need me a gel, yeah, I'm a jackal with tricks (jackal with tricks, huh, yeah)
Ha, yeah, I just need time, so why girl, you need space?
Yeah, you don't know me, I just ask that you watch what you say (say)
Yeah, understand now, I got the keys for the heavenly gate, oh jeez

I'm still stacking everything I can, I'm still counting every fucking cent (fucking cent)
I see you pretty every fucking month (fucking month)
I don't want to live a fucking month

I've been burning paper, baby, just to make you heard (make you heard)
Aching my rhythm, no, I can never wait
With poles around me, back around is what they say (what they say)
But I lost my patience when I copped my chains
I been been burning paper, just to make you heard
Aching my rhythm, no, I can never wait, yeah
With poles around me, back around is what they say
But I lost my patience when I copped my chains, oh jeez (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

False fucking jumping, and it's ricochet, yay
I don't really cop em' but I'm finna show, yay
I can never give a fuck, you know it's time (you know the time)
I don't really fuck em' if it's Fifty Shades, yay
She like the feel, I'ma ride 'cause I got it enough (enough)
Yeah
Who's this?
They girls 'cause they mouth gon' fuck you
Yeah, blow it like a whistle
Drive money, bumping like a business site, yeah
I feel like moving to Houston
Hope that my niggas got Visas (ayy)
Came from the western, my little mess is a monster, yeah, yeah
Now I'm counting all the bands take the young nigga rack to the concert (concert)

feito

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