Everthe8 & Blaque Song — Bipolar

Текст песни Everthe8 & Blaque Song — Bipolar

Pigeon outside my window aiming the gun at me
Sleep deprivation is driving me crazy
I quit smoking cigarettes and prolly that’s amazing
One less bad habit but fucked up like acid

I’m struggle to stay awake ’til the sun goes down
Phone doesn’t ring, since you finally found out
Love shit between you and me, wouldn’t work out
I’m going back in a Ghost town

No one really stays there long
But there’s always place for you girl
I put a key in this song, find me
When you want to get away from tired grey world

Yeah
Lonely days go by
Yeah
Lonely days n Long nights

I’m not like other mans you hang with
Cooking up dope on some different language

(I’m so fucked up)
High low
Hot cold
(I’m so fucked up)
Dark glow
I’m soooo…
(I’m so fucked up)

Bipolar…
Bipolar…
Bipolar…
Bipolar…

I don’t wanna Count cash, I wanna change game
Now they wanna fuck with me cause I got something to say
What’s really behind your mob mob slang
So cut the crap, lil bitch and show me something

Procrastinating like a bitch, depressing like damn
Don’t laugh at my fam, he’s thuging as he can
Moves may seem funny when he try to flex
Now my friend is dead
This shit pull up to your block, with couple AK’s
Quicker than you can say bang bang
What u gon’ do if shit guns bang
Go on tell em some ‘bout the hustling

Verses can cut down trees all day
Bodies bobbing back and forth call it bobsleigh
Pigeons outside my window no longer aim at me
Phone’s dead, loop is fading

(I’m so fucked up)
High low
Hot cold
(I’m so fucked up)
Dark glow
I’m soooo…
(I’m so fucked up)

Bipolar…
Bipolar…
Bipolar…
Bipolar…

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