Hangin' Lyrics

Flip the page but you left me on the last one

Aint no turning back

A lot of people left me hanging

Go and put that shirt up in the closet yea they really left me stainless so don't talk about what pain is

Wanna fuck the world up for everybody that been doing people shady a lot of people left me hanging

Go and put that shirt up in the closet yea they really left me stainless so don't talk about what pain is

Wanna fuck the world up for everybody that been doing people shady

It's like once I get a grip it's hard to hold on

It's like once I start to trip I pack my things and get a grip and move my soul on rushing for bag they tell me go long music keep my soul strong the question gone remain to everybody how you go on

If you do me wrong it aint no accident no swerving out your lane so grip the wheel before you crashing it protagonist but only in my story this so accurate we supposed to keep it straight but why you crossing up diagonal

Everytime I see a foul im flagging it

yall doing people dirty keep that dirt and all contaminants yall savages was raised on better morals I can manage it im praying for some guidance don't you leave me no abandonment

A lot of people left me hanging

Go and put that shirt up in the closet yea they really left me stainless so don't talk about what pain is

Wanna fuck the world up for everybody that been doing people shady a lot of people left me hanging

Go and put that shirt up in the closet yea they really left me stainless so don't talk about what pain is

Wanna fuck the world up for everybody that been doing people shady

Tell me would you leave If you do I gotta toughen up

Bad thoughts they be sticking like a suction cup

But thats okay I had enough of all the bad times no wonder Ive been stuck inside the house writing sad ryhmes

Aint too much to say when you got no clue aint too much to say I've got to show you music for the pain and just to smoke to sometimes I really wish I switch the channel of my life like a roku playing with your trust and with your life like it aint delicate tough talking on the gram you dug a hole up for yourself and now you fell in it I'm done with being nice the only thing Ill be is relevant

the only thing I'll be is relevant

Music for the pain and just to smoke to oh oh

Flip the page but you left me on the last one