I'm all messed up, can you pray?
I'm all messed up, I've seen better days
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
2023 shit was rough I can't even lie,
Lost my bitch, and learned niggas ain't down to ride
September 27th was the day that my grandma died
Mama called me in the morning, said the angel helped granny fly
Stuck inside a tunnel, but realized that I am the light
My sister gotta baby on the way, it got me hyped
Pour my heart into the family, pulling weights like I'm might guy
Focused on the bag, not to brag but my teeth shines
My brother got two boys, that nigga hustle on ten
Gotta give these kids the world, no hesitation from my kin
My sister bout to graduate, we goin dumb in the mud
They locked my cousin up, free Pookie on the dub
F*ck a leap of faith, I'm a fly off this bitch
I got my granny wings, I'm too fly in this bitch
Smiling so hard, thought I was high in bitch
Angel wings on my back, when fly through this bitch
I'm all messed up, can you pray?
I'm all messed up, I've seen better days
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Mr. Suave Shooter
Told her don't fall in love, She mad I won't choose her
Shot down her hopes,
Told that bitch, get rich and I might choose her
Traumatized black boy, but happiness is my future
Children shooting children, we all turned to killers
Used to play football, but now we touching down funerals
So many dead homies, living feels unusual
My ex bitch was a thot she on the blade where I drop her
Niggas pocket watch, till dis Glock pop collars
She said she wanna f*ck , I changed her world she aint calling you
Addicted to dick, she didn't think this was possible
Said its illogical, bitch I'm Kim possible
Anything they can't do bitch I make it seem plausible
Got her hitting my line all the time at night
And I know you niggas mad I turn yo bitch to my type
Jordan D. Mitchell - BLUE HEARTS Lyrics
Jordan D. Mitchell - BLUE HEARTS Lyrics
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I'm all messed up, can you pray?
I'm all messed up, I've seen better days
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
2023 shit was rough I can't even lie,
Lost my bitch, and learned niggas ain't down to ride
September 27th was the day that my grandma died
Mama called me in the morning, said the angel helped granny fly
Stuck inside a tunnel, but realized that I am the light
My sister gotta baby on the way, it got me hyped
Pour my heart into the family, pulling weights like I'm might guy
Focused on the bag, not to brag but my teeth shines
My brother got two boys, that nigga hustle on ten
Gotta give these kids the world, no hesitation from my kin
My sister bout to graduate, we goin dumb in the mud
They locked my cousin up, free Pookie on the dub
F*ck a leap of faith, I'm a fly off this bitch
I got my granny wings, I'm too fly in this bitch
Smiling so hard, thought I was high in bitch
Angel wings on my back, when fly through this bitch
I'm all messed up, can you pray?
I'm all messed up, I've seen better days
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Mr. Suave Shooter
Told her don't fall in love, She mad I won't choose her
Shot down her hopes,
Told that bitch, get rich and I might choose her
Traumatized black boy, but happiness is my future
Children shooting children, we all turned to killers
Used to play football, but now we touching down funerals
So many dead homies, living feels unusual
My ex bitch was a thot she on the blade where I drop her
Niggas pocket watch, till dis Glock pop collars
She said she wanna f*ck , I changed her world she aint calling you
Addicted to dick, she didn't think this was possible
Said its illogical, bitch I'm Kim possible
Anything they can't do bitch I make it seem plausible
Got her hitting my line all the time at night
And I know you niggas mad I turn yo bitch to my type
I'm all messed up, I've seen better days
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
2023 shit was rough I can't even lie,
Lost my bitch, and learned niggas ain't down to ride
September 27th was the day that my grandma died
Mama called me in the morning, said the angel helped granny fly
Stuck inside a tunnel, but realized that I am the light
My sister gotta baby on the way, it got me hyped
Pour my heart into the family, pulling weights like I'm might guy
Focused on the bag, not to brag but my teeth shines
My brother got two boys, that nigga hustle on ten
Gotta give these kids the world, no hesitation from my kin
My sister bout to graduate, we goin dumb in the mud
They locked my cousin up, free Pookie on the dub
F*ck a leap of faith, I'm a fly off this bitch
I got my granny wings, I'm too fly in this bitch
Smiling so hard, thought I was high in bitch
Angel wings on my back, when fly through this bitch
I'm all messed up, can you pray?
I'm all messed up, I've seen better days
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Blue Hearts Bleed too Baby
Mr. Suave Shooter
Told her don't fall in love, She mad I won't choose her
Shot down her hopes,
Told that bitch, get rich and I might choose her
Traumatized black boy, but happiness is my future
Children shooting children, we all turned to killers
Used to play football, but now we touching down funerals
So many dead homies, living feels unusual
My ex bitch was a thot she on the blade where I drop her
Niggas pocket watch, till dis Glock pop collars
She said she wanna f*ck , I changed her world she aint calling you
Addicted to dick, she didn't think this was possible
Said its illogical, bitch I'm Kim possible
Anything they can't do bitch I make it seem plausible
Got her hitting my line all the time at night
And I know you niggas mad I turn yo bitch to my type
Writer: Jordan D Mitchell
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC