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Letra : HARD (Non Existence)
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
And-
*cough*
W-w-we going viral
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
And when they speak to me I don't wanna say a thing
These demons held me down but these angels heal the pain
All the scars all on my heart so I don't feel a thing
No matter, ayy, what you say man I cannot contain (Purchase your tracks today)
Yeah
These tears not gonna love it, If it's too fake we disguise love
As a Bluebird with you and me (Ayy, yuh)
I guess that was my age
Lost my mind, help it slowly fade away
When they speak to me I don't wanna say a thing
These demons hold me down but these angels heal the pain
Man, my heart hurts, can't feel a thing (W-w-we going viral)
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
Hit me up yuh
Hit me up yuh
B*t*h tryna f**k like a p***star, uh
B*t*h I don't f**k with my co-stars yuh
I don't go soft b*t*h I go hard yuh, ayy
I scarred the f**k outta satan you n***as is hatin you n***as is b*t*hin' ya, uh
Love me or not I'm not faulty ya, uh
B*t*h all you need is to stop with the salt
*cough*
W-w-we going viral
Hit me up yuh
Hit me up yuh
B*t*h tryna f**k like a p***star, uh
B*t*h I don't f**k with my co-stars yuh
I don't go soft b*t*h I go hard yuh, ayy
I scarred the f**k outta satan you n***as is hatin you n***as is b*t*hin' ya, uh
Love me or not I'm not faulty ya, uh
B*t*h all you need is to stop with the salt
Say I ain't got cars but b*t*h I got bars
Don't wanna flex but I might as well do
Hatin on me so I'll hate on you too
Ain't got no flaws you landing on Mars
I got eleven while you ain't seven bruh
Don't take it personal I'm not the devil bro
Don't wanna drama, ya, uh
Ain't tryna mess with the lava, ya, uh
Rose's are red, My name is Dan
I have a gun b*t*h so get in the van
Flowers on fire these b*t*hes like damn
Got 20 cash, ain't looking to smash
Setting it down, don't act like a clown
B*t*h I go hard, now you're on the floor
B*t*h I go hard, now you're on the floor
Knock knock who's there, Its me at your door, ha
-tar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
And-
*cough*
W-w-we going viral
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
And when they speak to me I don't wanna say a thing
These demons held me down but these angels heal the pain
All the scars all on my heart so I don't feel a thing
No matter, ayy, what you say man I cannot contain (Purchase your tracks today)
Yeah
These tears not gonna love it, If it's too fake we disguise love
As a Bluebird with you and me (Ayy, yuh)
I guess that was my age
Lost my mind, help it slowly fade away
When they speak to me I don't wanna say a thing
These demons hold me down but these angels heal the pain
Man, my heart hurts, can't feel a thing (W-w-we going viral)
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
Hit me up yuh
Hit me up yuh
B*t*h tryna f**k like a p***star, uh
B*t*h I don't f**k with my co-stars yuh
I don't go soft b*t*h I go hard yuh, ayy
I scarred the f**k outta satan you n***as is hatin you n***as is b*t*hin' ya, uh
Love me or not I'm not faulty ya, uh
B*t*h all you need is to stop with the salt
*cough*
W-w-we going viral
Hit me up yuh
Hit me up yuh
B*t*h tryna f**k like a p***star, uh
B*t*h I don't f**k with my co-stars yuh
I don't go soft b*t*h I go hard yuh, ayy
I scarred the f**k outta satan you n***as is hatin you n***as is b*t*hin' ya, uh
Love me or not I'm not faulty ya, uh
B*t*h all you need is to stop with the salt
Say I ain't got cars but b*t*h I got bars
Don't wanna flex but I might as well do
Hatin on me so I'll hate on you too
Ain't got no flaws you landing on Mars
I got eleven while you ain't seven bruh
Don't take it personal I'm not the devil bro
Don't wanna drama, ya, uh
Ain't tryna mess with the lava, ya, uh
Rose's are red, My name is Dan
I have a gun b*t*h so get in the van
Flowers on fire these b*t*hes like damn
Got 20 cash, ain't looking to smash
Setting it down, don't act like a clown
B*t*h I go hard, now you're on the floor
B*t*h I go hard, now you're on the floor
Knock knock who's there, Its me at your door, ha
-tar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f**king days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
