Skies of Blue

It's f*ck what you thought of me You talkin’ honestly, that's an anomaly I'm in ya head like lobotomies This what it is cause it's gotta be not what it oughta be F*ck an apology I can't think logically You stole my heart like a robbery Love when you lie to me Love when you doubtin’ me Love when you sayin that you can't account on me Listen Burnt me some bridges, I earned me the distance And I spoke a lot of shit into existence Done even more just to try and go fix it Now I can not find any words that can fit it Ask for forgiveness, instead of permission With all that baggage no wonder you trippin’ Leave bitches as bitches and business as business Till I hit my limit, until life is finished Aye Nothin’ left but my soul to take Set my soul ablaze Burn it down just like Notre Dame This is so insane We became in tune and now it's overplayed Novacane, make a broken vein High as Superman in my lowest lane No focus changed on the coldest days cause there’s dough to make Aye F*ck that bullshit like I'm Mudbone My love grow for them hundos One toast to my stuck soul Blunt smoke in my convos One toast to my utmost and a Drum roll for the unknown I unload No control Cause this swallowed pride might cut throats