Lyrics:
Oh no no no
She's not ready yet
Awkward conversations
That never seem to end
Splitting up my time
For more reasons to pretend
Said this wasn't love
my friends hoe
Splitting skip at the condo
Backwoods till my eyes roll
Tommy jeans and some polo
Bad bitch want a photo
Bad bitch want a photo
She see
the mileage on this vessel
To elicit catharsis I tend my garden
Splitting hairs between doom and gloom
I'm planting new wounds before my old ones bloom
I need
the block I was a day old
Now I caught the payroll splitting out the cheque to cop a Range Rover
I'm reckless with the money but I don't really care though
Splitting time with whitewashed clones
Packin all those clocks in styrofoam
Easier on Indian Lane in the fall
With fallen leaves to sweep the strain
my dream, me and my team
In Balmain jeans, splitting the seams
Strands of Blue Dream, opium dreams
So fresh and so clean, I be high at the beach
She
the other kids relax at home?"
Don't be the one you said you wouldn't
I need to in control
Don't need that two face splitting your head
I need you to be
splitting myself in two
Your lies have torn me apart
Now I'm, I'm gonna live for the first time
Hearing the doorbell ringing it's probably you
My heart is
as a soldier, I'm ready to kill
In love with the sauce, these bitches appeal
Get on the ground no this not a drill
For me and the guys I'm splitting the bill
for me or you
Could you be my spring weather forever girl
What are they trying to do
Splitting me and you
In two me and you
Woah what are they trying
Can they see my dreams
Can they see how I've begun
Your mind is splitting at the seams
Get out a glue gun
Hand grenade is my brain
Pull the pin
no benz
Tint glass, no lense
I do not want no new friends
I do not want no new kin
I do not want no new bitch
Oh she think we splitting up
Baby we not
thought
Money coming in I don't know how to make it stop
Splitting dividends splitting bread with my fucking dawgs
Don't you fuck with us we split your
the field
I'm splitting all that I yield
We still way high you on stilts
Guilt
I'm to advanced to feel guilt
My gs really n the field my nigga
I'm
need to decipher what can clearly be heard
But you don't mind, you tell yourself it's only method acting
So now we're splitting, yes we're splitting
Pour a drink for the both of us, but make it for four
Splitting wood to keep the fire going, to keep the cabin warm
It's gonna be a long night - for
of control
Splintering, splitting your soul
Ever doubted yourself so much so
You couldn't see when to let go
Ever taken what little you know
Built a life,
I don't know how to feel anymore
I can feel us splitting apart
I hate when you lie it breaks my heart
Were you lying from the start?
Your changing
back
If I start winning I’m splitting racks
You better ask about me, boy I’m spitting facts
I get love in the hood 'cause I’m giving back
I get love
away
Frayed
Frayed on the fringe
Like a baby's cry, a momma's woe, a daddy's cringe
Splitting hairs on the dunes
Of the desert on the moon
In
Swear to God I'm blessed
Everyday I'm counting c-notes, me and mi amigos
Sometimes I wonder, can we go
From Bentley coupes repo'd back to splitting
a long time
I make a new hit a minute
You know we can't fuck with the other side
Be my dawg from the very beginning
Whatever I got yea we splitting
I
The profit I'm sniffin
You know I'm getting it
Weigh it up (Yeah)
5pazz not splitting it
Get the cash (Yeah)
5pazz really selling shit
Break it down (Yeah)
Keeping low
Keeping clean
Every year
Something dies
Yes it's no
Grin and fall
Lose your face
Splitting heads
Go to flame
Something dies
Go to war
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