Washed my hands Lyrics

Wash my hands with the fam, said my peace

Let my spirit release

Twenty dollars in my pocket And my hand in the socket

Boarding my flight and never coming back was my best attack

Let me draw a map, New Jersey to Chicago Within a four day notice period

He was delirious, furious, lost his grip on me

Was pissed at me, lost his ROI, let him fry

You shipped me off at fourteen

So you could get rid of some green

Ripped me apart at the seams

I couldn't leave faster, I became the master Hit up your pastor, repent for how you've

Bent the story twisted my reputation with your manipulation hope you're satiated

Your appetite for abuse is huge

Stuck on me like glue with your shoe

My stomach as I rummage for a weapon

You six-four tower over me

Reppin' your fist

Runnin' your list

Take a swing and a miss

Hard kick And I'm down, shove me around

I get up and run out the door

You grab your keys, follow me to the store

Caught between a locked door and wanting more

Blood drips, I take more hits

You shove me down

My cries wallow in the sound of thuds

We were never buds, could've been wipe your grin off your face

I can't keep up with your personalities

I can't keep balancing on this beam

I am very keen to your antics

I left and that's the best

I passed my own test

I aced it, a matter-of-fact one

Area I didn't slack was gettin' away from you and the abuse

I cut the noose you created

Because you hated everything I was

And became

But I wouldn't change

Not a goddamn, not a goddamn thing Not a goddamn, not a goddamn thing

I wouldn't change a goddamn, goddamn

No, no, no, this wasn't his plan

Washed my hands with the fam

Said my peace and left $20 in my pocket

My hand in the socket boarding my flight and never coming back

Was my best attack

Let me draw, let me draw a map

Let me draw a map

I'ma take you back

I'ma take you back