Testo Toxicity - YTB Trench feat. Young Stoner Life
Testo della canzone Toxicity (YTB Trench feat. Young Stoner Life), tratta dall'album Versatalien
Hype Beatz
ODin' off blessings but still attract all these enemies
Say they gang, they cap, don't know you, bitch, you ain't no kin to me
All these niggas frauds, these bitches too, act like they frenemies
Say, how one day you solid, the next day switchin' up energy?
I don't talk too much, know a few niggas who would sin for me
He talk, his block hit up, now all they got of him is memories
Foenem gon' slide for us, don't do no talk, no cares for sympathy
I know that I'm sinnin', don't give a fuck you think I'm trippin'
Nigga, I'm the one who done it
Lord, have mercy
Fuck a opp, we hit his block, a nigga talk, then we gon' spin it
No, I can't love you (The love that pulls you)
They want smoke but duck the Glock
When that shit pop, believe I'm flippin'
All this pain, look what you're doing to me
I'm stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams
I started, can't restart, I don't know who I'll be
Them feelings can't make much
You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah
He love the Glock, I send three shots then comprehend in slow-mo
They say you opp but don't know shit
When you speak 'bout shit they don't know
Like broken cigarettes, comin' clouds out the [?] like boom, boom
You at the scene, have to forget, the only way to move on
Please do so
They talk like they know who I am but I know you don't
They speakin' with me as somethin' like a psycho, you know
Continuous, it's fucking up my mind, dude (My mind, dude)
Betrayed by whom I love, that's why I feel empty
They fraud and it shows, I move on although tricked me
A fool, yeah, I know, fool of love and it's sickenin'
It's true, yeah, I know, I'm the one who they wishin'
Look, I know my time comin'
And I know I'll go, not normal to them
I'm a psycho, not normal to them
I'm a psycho (A psycho)
Lord, have mercy
Fuck a opp, we hit his block, a nigga talk, then we gon' spin it
No, I can't love you (The love that pulls you)
They want smoke but duck the Glock
When that shit pop, believe I'm flippin'
All this pain, look what you're doing to me
I'm stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams
I started, can't restart, I don't know who I'll be
Them feelings can't make much
You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah
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Writer(s): Gerald Jacob, Shamon A Mitchem, Joseph M Pizzuto
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