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letra de high all the time - zareuz

all the lost time that i can’t take back
them gifts you gave me you can take back
u said you don’t love how could u say that
these memories aren’t dvd players we can’t go back
we can’t erase the past like it’s an 8 track
we didn’t have things in common not even a zodiac
we is use to slide around town listening to kodak
god d-mn little shorty what a throwback
just like yo ass this blunt fat
just to protect my heart i sleep with a strap
just like a nug you tore my heart apart
might remove my heart like tony stark
this good gas smell like a bad fart
how could u switch on a n-gga babe that part
wе was going off the edge but not that far
nеxt time i’ll just move with caution
ain’t n0body to blame but my self
sold my heart for u like an auction
but u f-cked around and put a n-gga on the shelf
you ran off with him but i guess your ship didn’t sail
now i hope them love songs hit different when you sliding by yo self
this don’t heal the pain but this sh-t really helps
i done took my fair blows and got hit with the belt
and you be so mad blaming everyone but yo self
i was locked in my mind i was beating myself
you weren’t there for me when i needed to help
i know i f-cked up but i needed yo help
but when i needed you most baby you f-cking bailed
and i ain’t gonna lie that sh-t hurt like h-ll
when i seen you posted with someone else
i ain’t tryna to say to much but u did me dirty as h-ll
so i gotta
i take my broken heart and put it in this blunt
i’m smoking on doobies till i feel slumped
just got a broken heart now i’m getting drunk
just wish i had something to get me out of this funk
what do u do right after getting dumped
you gotta boss up to employee of the month
once you boss up man you gotta get better
gotta get yoself a bag with a little cheddar
right now i’m not fine but i’ll do better
matter in fact i’ll just be better than the n-gga that you with
i would say wait till i get rich
but i ain’t no lame n-gga that’s that high school sh-t
asking me questions get off of my d-ck
tryna flex with him you making me sick
only b-tch i need is my m-th-f-cking stick
plus my new girl take care of my sh-t
so whatever she with you know im with
smoking that good gas here take a whiff
i’m bout to break down this wood i’m rolling this spliff
getting drunk off of my thoughts might jump off this cliff
here i got some henny baby girl take a sip
i thought we made the final cut till you cut me out the clip
thought i couldn’t fall on my ass but girl you made slip
i lost control of things and crashed my rocket ship
but ain’t a d-mn thing ima still make that bag flip
while you posted in the gram with that n-gga broke as sh-t
i don’t need a gang, don’t need a d-mn clique
i’ll smoke this blunt by myself cuz that b-tch still hit
you said i act different why you acting like a b-tch
look with or without you babe i’m tryna get rich
how u say u on my team but last minute you switched

- zareuz

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