Toxic relationships
With a pot of displaced and ripped up hate notes
I hate those days, but they don't
They lay low
Until the drama calling
I can't sleep
I guess its just the trauma calling
She got me balling huh
I ain't talking Swishers
Won't even let me kiss her so I guess Ima just diss her
The trick here is to not get offended
It's like we're in school again cause I've just been suspended
So, I hate wasting my time on people like you
F*ck you
See now that I might do
But fight you
Nah bitch you win
I ain't sticking around for none of that shit you in
I've been through thick and thin by my lonely know I'm my favorite homie
Pick up a pen and start blowing up planets making trophies
In the skies like blimps and constellations
I'm the shit
Bitch you just a constipation
You make my stomach curl and I hurl like that song Puke
You ain't my girl cause if you were I would disown you
You probably make fake accounts and comment on videos
Like this is great
But it sounds better when on mute
You just a cheater
You make a motherf*cker wanna catch a nine milometer misdemeanor
Did he beat her? Or did he not?
Nah he ain't beat her but if she would die today then he would rather see her rot
Than be resurrected like Jesus
That nigga who they praying to
Keith stop, you're gonna lose fans
Shit I ain't staying cool
Don't you hate them friends that act like they understand you
See you take a sip of sin and try to reprimand you
The man who they want you to worship yea he's invisible
So if you don't
Then you're just f*cking despicable
Dismissing you in every conversation like you worship Satan
So you say you do
Now you finally see the worst of hating
I can worship anybody that I want
But I ain't gotta worship anybody
That's my point
Aliens are real
And life be feeling pointless
But its up to you to figure out what the f*ck the point is
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Toxic relationships
With a pot of displaced and ripped up hate notes
I hate those days, but they don't
They lay low
Until the drama calling
I can't sleep
I guess its just the trauma calling
She got me balling huh
I ain't talking Swishers
Won't even let me kiss her so I guess Ima just diss her
The trick here is to not get offended
It's like we're in school again cause I've just been suspended
So, I hate wasting my time on people like you
F*ck you
See now that I might do
But fight you
Nah bitch you win
I ain't sticking around for none of that shit you in
I've been through thick and thin by my lonely know I'm my favorite homie
Pick up a pen and start blowing up planets making trophies
In the skies like blimps and constellations
I'm the shit
Bitch you just a constipation
You make my stomach curl and I hurl like that song Puke
You ain't my girl cause if you were I would disown you
You probably make fake accounts and comment on videos
Like this is great
But it sounds better when on mute
You just a cheater
You make a motherf*cker wanna catch a nine milometer misdemeanor
Did he beat her? Or did he not?
Nah he ain't beat her but if she would die today then he would rather see her rot
Than be resurrected like Jesus
That nigga who they praying to
Keith stop, you're gonna lose fans
Shit I ain't staying cool
Don't you hate them friends that act like they understand you
See you take a sip of sin and try to reprimand you
The man who they want you to worship yea he's invisible
So if you don't
Then you're just f*cking despicable
Dismissing you in every conversation like you worship Satan
So you say you do
Now you finally see the worst of hating
I can worship anybody that I want
But I ain't gotta worship anybody
That's my point
Aliens are real
And life be feeling pointless
But its up to you to figure out what the f*ck the point is
With a pot of displaced and ripped up hate notes
I hate those days, but they don't
They lay low
Until the drama calling
I can't sleep
I guess its just the trauma calling
She got me balling huh
I ain't talking Swishers
Won't even let me kiss her so I guess Ima just diss her
The trick here is to not get offended
It's like we're in school again cause I've just been suspended
So, I hate wasting my time on people like you
F*ck you
See now that I might do
But fight you
Nah bitch you win
I ain't sticking around for none of that shit you in
I've been through thick and thin by my lonely know I'm my favorite homie
Pick up a pen and start blowing up planets making trophies
In the skies like blimps and constellations
I'm the shit
Bitch you just a constipation
You make my stomach curl and I hurl like that song Puke
You ain't my girl cause if you were I would disown you
You probably make fake accounts and comment on videos
Like this is great
But it sounds better when on mute
You just a cheater
You make a motherf*cker wanna catch a nine milometer misdemeanor
Did he beat her? Or did he not?
Nah he ain't beat her but if she would die today then he would rather see her rot
Than be resurrected like Jesus
That nigga who they praying to
Keith stop, you're gonna lose fans
Shit I ain't staying cool
Don't you hate them friends that act like they understand you
See you take a sip of sin and try to reprimand you
The man who they want you to worship yea he's invisible
So if you don't
Then you're just f*cking despicable
Dismissing you in every conversation like you worship Satan
So you say you do
Now you finally see the worst of hating
I can worship anybody that I want
But I ain't gotta worship anybody
That's my point
Aliens are real
And life be feeling pointless
But its up to you to figure out what the f*ck the point is
Writer: Keith Willis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid