Changed

Scars, on my skin, from retreat, from defeat Bitches on my dick that used to say I wasn’t shit Dior, Louis V., Burberry for self esteem Used to take the bus and now I’m thinking Bombardier I was deep, in the trenches I came up off Ecstasy Like my jeans? A. P. C. Paris, France, Italy Uh Doing this all on my own Hold up I’m in my zone You gotta be quick on your feet or this world might make you defeat Funny how it changed, how it changed, how it changed I stayed in my lane quit keeping my feelings caged I’m the one to blame, one to blame, one to blame Funny how it changed, how it changed, how it changed I stayed in my lane quit keeping my feelings caged I’m the one to blame, one to blame, one to blame Bad bitch hates everyone but kept staring at me She took me To the back and showed me every little thing She could be I was deep inside it was just too fire I told her that’s our secret now and kept it to ourselves She fixed her hair, legs were still shaking Went back to the front and ordered 3 more drinks I left the club, never to be seen Maybe I’ll start going to the club of Vertige