CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Broken Lessons
Life lessons from my past help me put ma heart in the bag
Cause there's no way to heal a broken heart
Let's speak on how the pain don't go, things ain't the same no mo'
And I've been gettin' lost in ma self
You put me on the shelf, how could you throw me away
We had a bond, we used to talk like every day
We had a bond, we used to talk like every day
You cried tears you was asking me, to change my ways
I got a new flame, Imma new man
I got a new swag, I got a whole plan
A old soul, they treat me like Imma old man
I'm up like half a mil, but I'm chasin' more bands
Real friends, fake friends, they all around us
I ain't tryna' make friends, you can't come 'round us
And you ain't right next to me, if ain't no rounds bust
He ain't ridin' next to me, if ain't no rounds bust
I won't talk down on my dawgs, I ain't neva' fo'
Can't talk too much on telephones, smokin' gas that medical
Can't trip me up my head, to strong gang to stiff we thin on strong
Pull that b*t*h, I bet I blow
Murder in my veins, f**k the chain gang, free my demon
F**k alla the opps, cause we know them n***as [?]
Ain't no talkin', when we see 'em stop the car and go delete 'em
Sippin' white keep vitalita, Imma skeeter she a eater
Oatmeal b*t*h, yea she a skeaser fuller wasa I need a breatha'
Past help me put ma heart in the bag
Cause there's no way to heal a broken heart
Let's speak on how the pain don't go, things ain't the same no mo'
And I've been gettin' lost in ma self
You put me on the shelf, how could you throw me away
We had a bond, we used to talk like every day
Cause there's no way to heal a broken heart
Let's speak on how the pain don't go, things ain't the same no mo'
And I've been gettin' lost in ma self
You put me on the shelf, how could you throw me away
We had a bond, we used to talk like every day
We had a bond, we used to talk like every day
You cried tears you was asking me, to change my ways
I got a new flame, Imma new man
I got a new swag, I got a whole plan
A old soul, they treat me like Imma old man
I'm up like half a mil, but I'm chasin' more bands
Real friends, fake friends, they all around us
I ain't tryna' make friends, you can't come 'round us
And you ain't right next to me, if ain't no rounds bust
He ain't ridin' next to me, if ain't no rounds bust
I won't talk down on my dawgs, I ain't neva' fo'
Can't talk too much on telephones, smokin' gas that medical
Can't trip me up my head, to strong gang to stiff we thin on strong
Pull that b*t*h, I bet I blow
Murder in my veins, f**k the chain gang, free my demon
F**k alla the opps, cause we know them n***as [?]
Ain't no talkin', when we see 'em stop the car and go delete 'em
Sippin' white keep vitalita, Imma skeeter she a eater
Oatmeal b*t*h, yea she a skeaser fuller wasa I need a breatha'
Past help me put ma heart in the bag
Cause there's no way to heal a broken heart
Let's speak on how the pain don't go, things ain't the same no mo'
And I've been gettin' lost in ma self
You put me on the shelf, how could you throw me away
We had a bond, we used to talk like every day
