martyr Lyrics

(Yeah)

Yeah, I feel like fucking with you leaving my thoughts maxed out

All these posts on the net

Made me wanna crash out

I got my next play planned out

All your friends they fanned out

My brother told me chill out

But my thoughts getting real loud

Wash the fake get em rinsed down

Post the real watch em click out

(Click out)

Yeah, I wish I could tell my old self not to fuck witcha

You got a part of me

I got a part of you

It's uncomfortable

Yeah, I should've told the truth

Fuck it, it's the past now

Yeah, my eyes red xanned out finna man up

Hurt your own feelings picking up my phone

Wheres's yo manners?

No, you ain't deserve that

No, you ain't deserve that

Hope you don't feel like you did something good with your chest up

I don't show no thotties love keep my kisses neck up

Backwoods full of homegrown yeah I'm smokin pressure

And I barely treat you good

But somehow I'm the best one

(Somehow I'm the best one)

Looking for qualities of you in everybody else

You the best one

When we was together I should've said something

Now everything messed up

Fuck it, I'll treat the next one

I said fuck it, I'll treat the next one

Stand on what I did man fuck it, I'll be the martyr

Labeled us as permanent but washed off just like markers

I could look into your eyes and it felt like Cupid shot us

Fuck it, I'm wit my shottas

Okay, let's go pop sumn

You got percs? Ok I'm shopping

I never left her out when I'm shopping

She said I treat her like a option

It's true

Baby, I got options

Yeah, yeah

I never once hid who I was, yeah

And you still fell for my love

Yeah

She know throat hugs, my favorite hugs

Yeah

It's true

Baby, it's true

You ain't deserve that

No, no, no, you ain't deserve that