Uhh yeah uh yeah Grymey
Yo yo if you riding with me
Then you know I'm riding with you
A little nigga made it out the pen I'm Tommy Pickles
I'm trying to break the bank but Never drop a dime or nickel
It's gryme time it's perfect time and Time is not an issue
If being me makes you sad then I'll Supply the tissue lil Grymey
I'm that Glare that's inside a crystal see my Aura make em state
Like I'm around a Crystal
But if you look a little harder What you'll finds official
See a soul like mine it come a dime a Dozen I put in work on everything
Now everything is working but I'd be Lying if I said them demons wasn't
Lurking through it all somehow I Still remained the same person
Learn to defeat the odds trials and Tribulations
I had to really show and Prove setting demonstrations
A lot of nights of asking god just to Give me patience
It's hard to really Find yourself around too many faces
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
You ain't the first to break it but Youll be the f*cking last
I just picked up all the pieces and I Threw em in a bag
I packed up all my shit and It's sitting My car
I tried to leave the driveway but I Couldnt leave at all
These feelings these is deep
These feelings that I have
You broke my heart to pieces
So I put it in a bag
I put it on my sleeve
And let god handle that
Yeah I put it on my sleeve
And let god handle that
Every day I gotta hustle
Everyday I chase a bag
Everyday I put the future
Right into my past
Everyday I got this music
Everyday I gotta laugh
Everyday I make the day
Better than The last
Everyday I say some prayers
Everyday I blow it down
Everyday I tell the truth
Cuz there's something bout the Sound
Everyday I'm in the lab
Yeah I'm working on this craft
Everyday I'm chasin dollars
Cuz I gotta get the bag
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
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Uhh yeah uh yeah Grymey
Yo yo if you riding with me
Then you know I'm riding with you
A little nigga made it out the pen I'm Tommy Pickles
I'm trying to break the bank but Never drop a dime or nickel
It's gryme time it's perfect time and Time is not an issue
If being me makes you sad then I'll Supply the tissue lil Grymey
I'm that Glare that's inside a crystal see my Aura make em state
Like I'm around a Crystal
But if you look a little harder What you'll finds official
See a soul like mine it come a dime a Dozen I put in work on everything
Now everything is working but I'd be Lying if I said them demons wasn't
Lurking through it all somehow I Still remained the same person
Learn to defeat the odds trials and Tribulations
I had to really show and Prove setting demonstrations
A lot of nights of asking god just to Give me patience
It's hard to really Find yourself around too many faces
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
You ain't the first to break it but Youll be the f*cking last
I just picked up all the pieces and I Threw em in a bag
I packed up all my shit and It's sitting My car
I tried to leave the driveway but I Couldnt leave at all
These feelings these is deep
These feelings that I have
You broke my heart to pieces
So I put it in a bag
I put it on my sleeve
And let god handle that
Yeah I put it on my sleeve
And let god handle that
Every day I gotta hustle
Everyday I chase a bag
Everyday I put the future
Right into my past
Everyday I got this music
Everyday I gotta laugh
Everyday I make the day
Better than The last
Everyday I say some prayers
Everyday I blow it down
Everyday I tell the truth
Cuz there's something bout the Sound
Everyday I'm in the lab
Yeah I'm working on this craft
Everyday I'm chasin dollars
Cuz I gotta get the bag
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
Yo yo if you riding with me
Then you know I'm riding with you
A little nigga made it out the pen I'm Tommy Pickles
I'm trying to break the bank but Never drop a dime or nickel
It's gryme time it's perfect time and Time is not an issue
If being me makes you sad then I'll Supply the tissue lil Grymey
I'm that Glare that's inside a crystal see my Aura make em state
Like I'm around a Crystal
But if you look a little harder What you'll finds official
See a soul like mine it come a dime a Dozen I put in work on everything
Now everything is working but I'd be Lying if I said them demons wasn't
Lurking through it all somehow I Still remained the same person
Learn to defeat the odds trials and Tribulations
I had to really show and Prove setting demonstrations
A lot of nights of asking god just to Give me patience
It's hard to really Find yourself around too many faces
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
You ain't the first to break it but Youll be the f*cking last
I just picked up all the pieces and I Threw em in a bag
I packed up all my shit and It's sitting My car
I tried to leave the driveway but I Couldnt leave at all
These feelings these is deep
These feelings that I have
You broke my heart to pieces
So I put it in a bag
I put it on my sleeve
And let god handle that
Yeah I put it on my sleeve
And let god handle that
Every day I gotta hustle
Everyday I chase a bag
Everyday I put the future
Right into my past
Everyday I got this music
Everyday I gotta laugh
Everyday I make the day
Better than The last
Everyday I say some prayers
Everyday I blow it down
Everyday I tell the truth
Cuz there's something bout the Sound
Everyday I'm in the lab
Yeah I'm working on this craft
Everyday I'm chasin dollars
Cuz I gotta get the bag
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
When you broke my heart
It broke real hard
But Music healed those scars
Scars
Writer: Derrick Rice, Kevin Watt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid