He didn't do nothing wrong
Been f*cked up for way too long
He didn't do nothing wrong, wrong
Been f*cked up for way
I'm no longer sure if it's the drugs or his past
Not sure who he is when he takes off the mask
I mean, all he knows is how to break down the pack
Get her in his room and he takes off her pants
Love is such a foreign word, nothing worse than bored and hurt
Nothing bitter sweet like scoring oxys out a woman's purse
I guess that you live and learn, also that this living hurts
Playing with a loaded pistol, letting loose these leaded words
Lost cause, f*cked up
Lock jaw, jammed up
Light brown, my blunt
See through, my cup
Lost cause, f*cked up
Lock jaw, jammed up
Light brown, my blunt
See through, my cup
Drinking out the bottle got me sick and f*cking throwing up
Pop out with a slit wrist and a model with a double cup
Mix the molly with the Lucy, candy flippin got me stuck
Ima pick her brains a bit and later find me in her guts
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Shawty said I'm too much, I'm comatose
Mommas steady callin me, I'm sorry mom, I'm goin ghost
Momma said she want me home
But ever since she kicked me out, I'm thriving now, been on my own
Live it out, shocked I'm in this mental state
Trippin how I went from homeless to my own f*cking place
Perception is reality, changing it is challenging
Every day I wake up and make sure I'm more than managing
Bet you more than half of these pastors and public figures
Commit sins and hypocritical actions that are disfigured
I can't picture, living in a better world
I take pictures, trynna fix a broken world
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Prple Hart - Blackedout Lyrics
Prple Hart - Blackedout Lyrics
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He didn't do nothing wrong
Been f*cked up for way too long
He didn't do nothing wrong, wrong
Been f*cked up for way
I'm no longer sure if it's the drugs or his past
Not sure who he is when he takes off the mask
I mean, all he knows is how to break down the pack
Get her in his room and he takes off her pants
Love is such a foreign word, nothing worse than bored and hurt
Nothing bitter sweet like scoring oxys out a woman's purse
I guess that you live and learn, also that this living hurts
Playing with a loaded pistol, letting loose these leaded words
Lost cause, f*cked up
Lock jaw, jammed up
Light brown, my blunt
See through, my cup
Lost cause, f*cked up
Lock jaw, jammed up
Light brown, my blunt
See through, my cup
Drinking out the bottle got me sick and f*cking throwing up
Pop out with a slit wrist and a model with a double cup
Mix the molly with the Lucy, candy flippin got me stuck
Ima pick her brains a bit and later find me in her guts
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Shawty said I'm too much, I'm comatose
Mommas steady callin me, I'm sorry mom, I'm goin ghost
Momma said she want me home
But ever since she kicked me out, I'm thriving now, been on my own
Live it out, shocked I'm in this mental state
Trippin how I went from homeless to my own f*cking place
Perception is reality, changing it is challenging
Every day I wake up and make sure I'm more than managing
Bet you more than half of these pastors and public figures
Commit sins and hypocritical actions that are disfigured
I can't picture, living in a better world
I take pictures, trynna fix a broken world
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Been f*cked up for way too long
He didn't do nothing wrong, wrong
Been f*cked up for way
I'm no longer sure if it's the drugs or his past
Not sure who he is when he takes off the mask
I mean, all he knows is how to break down the pack
Get her in his room and he takes off her pants
Love is such a foreign word, nothing worse than bored and hurt
Nothing bitter sweet like scoring oxys out a woman's purse
I guess that you live and learn, also that this living hurts
Playing with a loaded pistol, letting loose these leaded words
Lost cause, f*cked up
Lock jaw, jammed up
Light brown, my blunt
See through, my cup
Lost cause, f*cked up
Lock jaw, jammed up
Light brown, my blunt
See through, my cup
Drinking out the bottle got me sick and f*cking throwing up
Pop out with a slit wrist and a model with a double cup
Mix the molly with the Lucy, candy flippin got me stuck
Ima pick her brains a bit and later find me in her guts
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Shawty said I'm too much, I'm comatose
Mommas steady callin me, I'm sorry mom, I'm goin ghost
Momma said she want me home
But ever since she kicked me out, I'm thriving now, been on my own
Live it out, shocked I'm in this mental state
Trippin how I went from homeless to my own f*cking place
Perception is reality, changing it is challenging
Every day I wake up and make sure I'm more than managing
Bet you more than half of these pastors and public figures
Commit sins and hypocritical actions that are disfigured
I can't picture, living in a better world
I take pictures, trynna fix a broken world
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Too much, is it too much to ask for
Passed out, face down on the asphalt
Knocked down, what help can I ask for
Blacked out, replaying my tracks now
Writer: Keegan Kenny
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid