F*ck that, f*ck that, yuh
F*ck that, f*ck that, yuh
I don't give a f*ck now, yuh
Tell him where the drugs at, yuh
Tell him tell him tell him tell him tell him were the drugs at, yuh
Asking were the love at, yuh
Shorty really fake I had to dub that, yuh
Back on the road
These bitches f*cking, they touching they toes
Asking like, where is the blow
Bitch I don't know
Please get the f*ck out my face
What you want from me, like mase
No Tay K with the race
All I want from her is the face
Yeah they gonna hit him with a K
Yeah they gonna hit him with a K
Make a nigga scream like aye
Make a bitch scream like sex
T a nigga up like X
Nigga grow some hair on your chest
Make a nigga chia like pet
Now these niggas f*ckin with the best, yuh
Who gives a f*ck about me
Except for the team
Except for the team, uh
Loser on the regular
Car like Lil Tecca bruh
One black, one white
F*cked up on sight
You say goodnight
I'm like Suge Knight
Living that good life
Wonder what's a good life
Baby understood right
Just turn left
Jesus on the chest
Walking through like pedest-
Destrian
ESPN
On the highlights
Baby this the high life
Up in heaven
One handshake with Kevin
Jamming this shit down to seven eleven, uh
Seven uh, seven uh, seven uh, uh
Lost for a minute
Had to get my shit straight
Had to make a mixtape
Mistakes were made
Pain in my eyes
Wrong word you die
Look at my eyes
I'm so damn high
Yuh, yuh
Had to make amends
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
5, 4, D. Wade, 2, 1
F*ck is you on
One try at life
Despite that
Crime pay the bills
But don't tell the secrets
Or you'll be back alley
Wishing you keeped em
Give me the freedom
I need it all
Give me the call, I'll risk it all like
This pillow know my thoughts to well
(It know my thoughts too well)
I go to sleep then I wake up in hell
I don't know
If I talk to the Lord in my prayers
I'm speaking to whoever would listen
I've got that higher mission
This pillow know my thoughts to well
(It know my thoughts too well)
I go to sleep then I wake up in hell
I don't know
If I talk to the Lord in my prayers
I'm speaking to whoever would listen
I've got that higher mission
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Make Amends Video (MV)
Performed By: The BUMS
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Adam Mathews, Amir Mills, Ismael Calderon, Jackson Hanyes, Jackson Haynes, Jayden Frye
The BUMS - Make Amends Lyrics
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F*ck that, f*ck that, yuh
F*ck that, f*ck that, yuh
I don't give a f*ck now, yuh
Tell him where the drugs at, yuh
Tell him tell him tell him tell him tell him were the drugs at, yuh
Asking were the love at, yuh
Shorty really fake I had to dub that, yuh
Back on the road
These bitches f*cking, they touching they toes
Asking like, where is the blow
Bitch I don't know
Please get the f*ck out my face
What you want from me, like mase
No Tay K with the race
All I want from her is the face
Yeah they gonna hit him with a K
Yeah they gonna hit him with a K
Make a nigga scream like aye
Make a bitch scream like sex
T a nigga up like X
Nigga grow some hair on your chest
Make a nigga chia like pet
Now these niggas f*ckin with the best, yuh
Who gives a f*ck about me
Except for the team
Except for the team, uh
Loser on the regular
Car like Lil Tecca bruh
One black, one white
F*cked up on sight
You say goodnight
I'm like Suge Knight
Living that good life
Wonder what's a good life
Baby understood right
Just turn left
Jesus on the chest
Walking through like pedest-
Destrian
ESPN
On the highlights
Baby this the high life
Up in heaven
One handshake with Kevin
Jamming this shit down to seven eleven, uh
Seven uh, seven uh, seven uh, uh
Lost for a minute
Had to get my shit straight
Had to make a mixtape
Mistakes were made
Pain in my eyes
Wrong word you die
Look at my eyes
I'm so damn high
Yuh, yuh
Had to make amends
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
5, 4, D. Wade, 2, 1
F*ck is you on
One try at life
Despite that
Crime pay the bills
But don't tell the secrets
Or you'll be back alley
Wishing you keeped em
Give me the freedom
I need it all
Give me the call, I'll risk it all like
This pillow know my thoughts to well
(It know my thoughts too well)
I go to sleep then I wake up in hell
I don't know
If I talk to the Lord in my prayers
I'm speaking to whoever would listen
I've got that higher mission
This pillow know my thoughts to well
(It know my thoughts too well)
I go to sleep then I wake up in hell
I don't know
If I talk to the Lord in my prayers
I'm speaking to whoever would listen
I've got that higher mission
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
F*ck that, f*ck that, yuh
I don't give a f*ck now, yuh
Tell him where the drugs at, yuh
Tell him tell him tell him tell him tell him were the drugs at, yuh
Asking were the love at, yuh
Shorty really fake I had to dub that, yuh
Back on the road
These bitches f*cking, they touching they toes
Asking like, where is the blow
Bitch I don't know
Please get the f*ck out my face
What you want from me, like mase
No Tay K with the race
All I want from her is the face
Yeah they gonna hit him with a K
Yeah they gonna hit him with a K
Make a nigga scream like aye
Make a bitch scream like sex
T a nigga up like X
Nigga grow some hair on your chest
Make a nigga chia like pet
Now these niggas f*ckin with the best, yuh
Who gives a f*ck about me
Except for the team
Except for the team, uh
Loser on the regular
Car like Lil Tecca bruh
One black, one white
F*cked up on sight
You say goodnight
I'm like Suge Knight
Living that good life
Wonder what's a good life
Baby understood right
Just turn left
Jesus on the chest
Walking through like pedest-
Destrian
ESPN
On the highlights
Baby this the high life
Up in heaven
One handshake with Kevin
Jamming this shit down to seven eleven, uh
Seven uh, seven uh, seven uh, uh
Lost for a minute
Had to get my shit straight
Had to make a mixtape
Mistakes were made
Pain in my eyes
Wrong word you die
Look at my eyes
I'm so damn high
Yuh, yuh
Had to make amends
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
5, 4, D. Wade, 2, 1
F*ck is you on
One try at life
Despite that
Crime pay the bills
But don't tell the secrets
Or you'll be back alley
Wishing you keeped em
Give me the freedom
I need it all
Give me the call, I'll risk it all like
This pillow know my thoughts to well
(It know my thoughts too well)
I go to sleep then I wake up in hell
I don't know
If I talk to the Lord in my prayers
I'm speaking to whoever would listen
I've got that higher mission
This pillow know my thoughts to well
(It know my thoughts too well)
I go to sleep then I wake up in hell
I don't know
If I talk to the Lord in my prayers
I'm speaking to whoever would listen
I've got that higher mission
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Writer: Adam Mathews, Amir Mills, Ismael Calderon, Jackson Hanyes, Jackson Haynes, Jayden Frye
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid