[Chorus]
Walked inside the party and I knew that you were trouble
Wanna break me down, why do you wan' turn me to rubble?
Runnin' from the past, tryna bury it with a shovel
Lookin' at the truth in the reflection of the puddle
[Verse 1]
Broke my trust like you were breakin' a chain
Every time I was with you I never felt the same
And you lied to my face, you wanna shift the blame
Playin' with my emotions like you playin' a game
Look in the past, I don't wan' go back
Already know nothing I have lasts
Know niggas hating, yeah I hope they mad
Started making music and I feel less sad
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
I remember late nights you were talkin'
I had to move on, yeah, it's forgotten
Layin' in my grave, I'm down there rottin'
Going up in 2020, I already know
Staying with my niggas, yeah, I got set with my bros
Started getting money, now I'm starting get booked for shows
Made it through the rough times, yeah, I made it through the lows
Hop in my car, skrrt, skrrt, let's go
Started doing numbers, everybody like, "Woah"
Gotta keep on goin', I cannot afford to be slow
Niggas really fake, why you wanna hit my phone?
Walked inside the party and I knew that you were trouble
Wanna break me down, why do you wan' turn me to rubble?
Runnin' from the past, tryna bury it with a shovel
Lookin' at the truth in the reflection of the puddle
[Verse 1]
Broke my trust like you were breakin' a chain
Every time I was with you I never felt the same
And you lied to my face, you wanna shift the blame
Playin' with my emotions like you playin' a game
Look in the past, I don't wan' go back
Already know nothing I have lasts
Know niggas hating, yeah I hope they mad
Started making music and I feel less sad
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
I remember late nights you were talkin'
I had to move on, yeah, it's forgotten
Layin' in my grave, I'm down there rottin'
Going up in 2020, I already know
Staying with my niggas, yeah, I got set with my bros
Started getting money, now I'm starting get booked for shows
Made it through the rough times, yeah, I made it through the lows
Hop in my car, skrrt, skrrt, let's go
Started doing numbers, everybody like, "Woah"
Gotta keep on goin', I cannot afford to be slow
Niggas really fake, why you wanna hit my phone?
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