my thoughtz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Breakcore
Oh my lord
Hitting in the fucking Ford
Bitch get off my dick
All my appliances you can't afford
Sit home
On my phone
Fake ass friends they on they own
Why they fucking care?
When they always fucking leave me alone
Hi man, hi man
What you do for me
Do you bring me any advantage?
Do you bring me anything?
All these stupid ass rhymes
Making songs lowkey corny
But I feel like if I didn't do it
My songs would be ugly
Forty seconds
Now I'm paying off that debt yeah
Fifty bitches and they wanna cut my head yeah
Got to play got to hit it got to lay yeah
Bitches wanna fight me
They cannot fucking play yeah
Bitches come, I need a hazmat
Making friends, turning never met into a have met
Wait, one shot now I'm smoking up that pack yeah
Camping all those corners bitch you cannot undermine that
Sixteen, got some money and a laptop
Cooking up shit that I never even thought of
Walking around school with an iPhone and a backpack
Maybe I don't put effort to making friends, that's my bad
Sick of hearing all that shit of
How I'm lonely and I can't
Socialize with anyone but my own circle and I sit
Thinking about of all those times I couldn't talk to all those guys
My own brain just makes me want to fuckin die all up inside
Breakcore
Oh my lord
Hitting in the fucking Ford
Bitch get off my dick
All my appliances you can't afford
Sit home
On my phone
Fake ass friends they on they own
Why they fucking care?
When they always fucking leave me alone
Hi man, hi man
What you do for me
Do you bring me any advantage?
Do you bring me anything?
All these stupid ass rhymes
Making songs lowkey corny
But I feel like if I didn't do it
My songs would be ugly