PxSitsJake - 3 THIRTY 3

Go up go down go up go down
Go uuupppppp
Thats so ugly
Three thirty three I'm getting home early
Retire my name hang up my jersey
Three thirty three late nights working
Rookie of the year hall of fame worthy
Keep telling my self dyings to easy
Its way harder trying to stay breathing
Got money on the line I'm trying to get even
Like why was I so cheated
Torn apart feels like nothing happens after
Still feeling sad with all the laughter
Fell alone I'm screaming from a well
Take of my chains I'm a ghost in a shell
Three thirty three I'm getting home early
Retire my name hang up my jersey
Three thirty three late nights working
Rookie of the year hall of fame worthy
All I'm thinking about is new cars
New whips new things new dreams
Getting lost trying to do things
Tired of everyone tired of everything
Hall of fame worthy
Living like its all I got
My stomachs tied up in a knot
Acting like I'm hard I lived under a rock
My insides feel like I'm about to rot
Why am I trying so hard for no one for nothing
Try to play my cards and I'm bluffing
Aint no target practice when I'm hunting
Ten out of ten from the judges
Its all in my head
Fighting for my life I'm so close to dead
Hope they understand all the words I said
Three thirty three I'm getting home early
Retire my name hang up my jersey
Three thirty three late nights working
Rookie of the year hall of fame worthy
Three thirty three I'm getting home early
Retire my name hang up my jersey
Three thirty three late nights working
Rookie of the year hall of fame worthy

Written by:
Benjamin Williamson

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