your game they just gonna make it Gonna make it burn.... Burn the bridges Burn the flags They're burning buses to be in the mags Burning anything Burning
at your game they just gonna make it Gonna make it burn.... Burn the bridges Burn the flags They're burning buses to be in the mags Burning anything Burning
ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle As wise men speak, I listen and learn A man dies, a baby
: Hold on tight Wrap your arms around me til your knuckles are burning white All your tears Couldn't match the bitter taste of all these wasted years
doing a twenty-five bid in the pen You got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit Droppin' a lesson,
Taste a drop of magic, and then Look into that green and tragic Devil, you will see it?s just a clown The wheel is turning, the night is burning Deep
the pain and the bitter taste Of the blood on my lips, again This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands, I'm frozen to the bones, I am A million
end up doing a twenty-five bid in the pen You got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig The bitter taste of the 'Mezcal', free worm shit Droppin' a
die so maybe I can get a chance Without a song about makin' bitches dance I hope all the clubs close 'Cause so many assholes trapped in one building Should burn
A fading photo on a wooden shelf Sneering in your face unlike the memory of the little boy From what you call the good old days The bitter taste of fall
your head in check Our love is never coming back I know it's you, I can forget our love forever ending You're just a waste of a song, you're a simple
best Rowin', ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle As wise men speak, I listen and learn A man dies, a
Hold on tight Wrap your arms around me 'til your knuckles are burning white All your tears Couldn't match the bitter taste of all these wasted years
just like me To come undone Get mad and lose my head Leave with the bitter taste Of poison on my tongue From the things I said Things I said You left a