Search results for 'counting my regrets by dave hole' Page #75

the past
All regrets have been erased
Every step moving forward
Will be mapped out like a play
I got find my place
But I know I'm not alone
Want to change

my Queen crown
I can't rewind time
And every single day that passes by
I wish I never made that mistake
Mistakes that
Now they haunt me every night I

I don't think they know they fucking with the best in the biz
Krazee niggas getting hunted by a couple of kids
A gotta gun that hold a hunnid clip is

to the savior maybe now things will get better
If not then ill let the tempo of my shoe soles
Rhyme a thread through the loop holes triple knot it with poetry,

Leyline
Alkahestry, shifting your history
Bringing that inner peace, or you’ll leave in
Pieces, solar systems in my thesis
Thesis counting solar system

and every second you take on this world
Ima find you and ima make you regret that you lived on this world
Stupid son of a bitch
Eat my mother fucking cock
Ima

tell me that you loved me
I don't wanna die
Okay maybe that's a lie
Well at least it is tonight
Wishing you was by my side
Distract me from the knife

phone notes full of thoughts i can't shake life,
inbox box full of unreads avoid replies,
dms full of unsents regret i tried,
you would think i was

my regrets were getting bigger
Rather due to the fact that we were being healers
For each other's hearts as well as even deeper
And so I didn't want

to a pulp
Bitch i'm bashing your skull
You have blackened my soul
Think that i'll throw your ass in a hole
You can't have her no more
My nigga
You can't have

out of control or filling the holes
Pray for me
Heater under my pillow
Paranoia keep breaking my sleep
All this hunger keep causing more pain
All these

to silence me
The hate you put inside me
Would all just pack their bags and go as well
But now I'm counting my problems I got an assortment
Too many issues

I'm finna hop on the beat and get silly Niggas be tellin' they girl to block my page
But ironically, still get the digits
Boy you lame as hell, gotta

can you level it
Make this life your heaven, can't be leaving with regret
I am a vessel for this optimism, working till I sweat
So can't be tempted by

in
I don't work for free I'm too focused on counting dividends
Once a lost boy but I figured out what my mission is
First love was music but fell in

suddenly. Lost your modesty, and patience, humbly, I just
hope that in the end you don’t regret it all. I hope these, pot hole windy back
roads lead, to you

oblivion
It'll fade into oblivion
Easy, hard to come by
First hello, last goodbye
Close the door on our life
Open up my free time
It'll all fade into

boy

Timeless is the feeling of regret
Even though sometimes you may forget
Remembrance is the currency of the dead
I'm sure you wonder, you wonder
How

dead beat, drop out,
No cap, no gown
Never gave my momma any reason to be proud
And pops was never round there was no love to be found
& followed by

out all the holes in my circle 
And now I'm well rounded but still I'm dumbfounded bout 
How I let so many peoples opinions of me 
Distract me from

how to get rich, nigga

Done went from holes in my sneakers to counting out
Franklin and jacksons we count 'em out
Used to put the money in the mattress

Yo'
This is not for your ears
If you're too PC
Get it?

Be running on four hours of night of sleep
Stressing about my debt, in bed counting sheep
Get

hopper she out for the streets
She sound like doppler the way she leaves
I'm counting my copper to pay for my fees
She actin proper to try and impress me

bullets fly
Hit em on the side, should of never tried
Left a bigger hole leave em seeing with a third eye
Strap up and enjoy the ride or the 45 leave you