Empty

F*ck around... f*ck around get hurt I got blood on my shirt love is hard it’s cursed Another round I guess damage hurts All I got is red shirts I’ll pack em all in my hearse Sometimes I feel so empty i be never gaining I be giving help for free It was hard to find a girl who gave a f*ck about me I’m Tired of always feeling down but I’m high up from the ground Feel like I’m going down sad and I’m going down south This one is for my enemies and exes I’m wishing y’all nothing less than blessings I’m finally on my money I ain stressing I’m focused on myself and that’s the best thing I Finnaly struck it rich but my heart still broke Don’t care if people sleep Because my Benjamin’s woke ever since From the start always had my racks up They say my music hot but I’m still feeling cold I’m still feeling cold... I’m still feeling cold... I’m still feeling cold F*ck around... f*ck around get hurt I got blood on my shirt love is hard it’s cursed Another round I guess damage hurts all I got is red shirts I’ll pack em all in my hearse