(Anvil)
HankTheLad
(I hadda figure this shit out man, I hadda-)
Talm bout, talm bout (I hadda do it all by myself man, I hadda f*cken-)
Ughh, lose my sense of self man, I hadda
Forgot who I was man, I hadda
I can't feel my body, but it's fine
Higher than the sky's limit
I get ignorant thinkin' this shit gon mix alright
222 much in one night
Run towards every vice there is
Without fail bitch I still the hurt the same each time
And I know thas guaranteed, I know thas life (I know thas life)
I'm smarter than this but coping skills are hard to find (they're hard to find)
It's hard to admit that memories are all thas left (It's all thas left)
It's harder for me that you were a Love Slut at best (Love slut)
I got blackout drunk so I could say it wit my chest (Wooo)
But then I had the realization closure isn't this (Closure is not this)
I walked to the farthest point and sat within the earth (Yea, Uh) (I sat up in dat bitch)
120 to California, I threw up on my shirt
Swerved dat bitch into the shoulder, then threw up in the dirt
2AM, felt so ashamed, I soaked within the hurt
It had only been 10 days so you were gone for good (Yea, Uh)
I still thought you loved me then, so it hurt a lot more (Yea, Uhhh)
(Say hi bitch, say hi the family too)
Yea, yea, yea, you ain't nothin but a whore
New man so quick, of course
Where else you gon find yo worth woman?
Ya bad woman, you'll be a bad wife and a worse damn mom
History repeats, hahaha (HankTheLad)
I can't feel my body, but it's fine
Higher than the sky's limit
I get ignorant thinkin' this shit gon mix alright
222 much in one night
Run towards every vice there is
Without fail bitch I still the hurt the same each time
And I know thas guaranteed, I know thas life (I know thas life)
I'm smarter than this but coping skills are hard to find (they're hard to find)
It's hard to admit that memories are all thas left (It's all thas left)
It's harder for me that you were a Love Slut at best (Slut, slut)
It's harder for me that you were a Love Slut
Yea, you don't care where you get it from (Slut, slut)
It's harder for me I stay f*cking dumb hoes
Yea, but you still the dumbest one (Slut, slut)
It's hard to believe so I gotta roll up
Yea, imma roll me another one
I barely can breathe, the blunt like a cigar
Yea, imma smoke out a f*cken lung
The bottle for me and nobody else dawg
Nah, Ion care bout my liver bruh
Abandoned my sense of self at the door dawg, walk in dat bitch like a million bucks
Don't ask me shit, I really know nun of yall, hit my boy "TwisT" now we cookin' up
No, Ion think shit happens for a reason, less you creatin' that reason
HankTheLad
(I hadda figure this shit out man, I hadda-)
Talm bout, talm bout (I hadda do it all by myself man, I hadda f*cken-)
Ughh, lose my sense of self man, I hadda
Forgot who I was man, I hadda