Svlace - Love Lost.

Fuck off, talking all that tough talk
I don't trust y'all, but I've got no love lost
Towards the music
The rest of you can run off
Don't get rushed off, could turn this to a blood brawl
I don't have a single reason I should trust y'all
Left me fucked up, dealing with some blood loss
Depressed and anxious, every single problem unsolved
Progressed in stages, now I gotta leave em appalled
Turned cold hearted, got me heated, so I'm on thaw
Used that anger that I needed in all my songs
Fuck y'all, I'm really rapping, been above y'all
Top floor, poolside view of where the sun falls
This a celebration track
From filling up holes like a punch card
Moving on once again like I was resting at a truck stop
Felt enough clots, I hope that all my sons watch
Cause I promise that their daddy's going up from all of what's taught
Hardships and what not to do with buckshots
Selfish, if I took them to the head, family left in distraught
Was in scouts
So I could've tied a top notch knot, before I'd watch the clock stop
Glad I kept kicking though
Cause I get to feel the sensation of getting my rocks off, when my opps watch
Took care of myself again
And now I've got pep in my step like hopscotch, back to being a hotshot
Now I need a droptop hotrod, in a hot spot
Living in a fantasy world, but would rather smoke Zaza while in Lala
These birds talking shit, all ka ka
Why I never trusted bitches into drama, blah, blah
Better hop on a couch this hot lava
Huh miss, you really think you're smooth like Sabra
Got sides of me, I try and keep unseen, yeah, like the Chupacabra
Thinking constantly that I may be in tune with monsters
Hide my stupid comments, learned that rule from mama
Taught me right from wrong, but this song is out of trauma
Sorry mama
Got me yelling
Fuck off, talking all that tough talk
I don't trust y'all, but I've got no love lost
Towards the music
The rest of you can run off
Don't get rushed off, could turn this to a blood brawl
I don't have a single reason I should trust y'all
Left me fucked up, dealing with some blood loss
Depressed and anxious, every single problem unsolved
Progressed in stages, now I gotta leave em appalled

Written by:
William Sturman III

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