"I'm so done thinking. You broke my heart and just walked away"

…finally hit the lottery I refuse to ever lose or throw my shot away Or chalk it up as just another one that got away So I'm unapologetic…

…said I'm not throwin' away my shot Yo I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwin' away my shot I…

…your mother's name When you came into the world, you cried And it broke my heart I'm dedicating every day to you Domestic life…

…a course Of course it was coarse, A horse dead in divorce But I'm a much better man now, so kick this from my chest Sorry for the past and Im wishing you…

…a husband? Now I'm sitting in my piss and my pride Cause I thought we was real, I'm just ur dick on the side So now we don't talk, and…

…about me Inside my head, I'm thinking about ending it Cause to you I'm guilty, even if I prove innocent To me it's just…

…don't work well I'm broke as hell The music made me known as well So I invested in crow and shells Cause where I'm from, you slip…

Tenerife Then I'm out the door like I just got a shot for 10 of each Pride will be the end of me I'll just lose my cool and…

…meant drive thru like how? what? why? who? Take you off the map and have your mother thinking why you I've done so much wrong…

…work it out So, what are you doin' now? [Verse 3: Camylio] I'm playing tag with your ghost in my head Waking up every week…

…but they hate when I'm late But you know that I just could never be mad at you And When I talk sometimes, I'm speaking with an attitude My…

But that's because you stole it, then you broke it Now I'm left just picking pieces off the carpet Too much damage done, it's swept under…

…beautiful like Picasso made her himself she's art Even though this is like the fifth time she broke my heart As I'm writing…

…I'm done with this rap Let me know when you gonna let me tap Wait I wrote more while I looked back at her So hear we go She's…

…your snap and send Twenty minutes away from the Gaylord I just want you because your all I adore I tried talking to you…

…(G. Liszt, inspired by the traditional ballad Little Sadie) I'm just a number in here But in the world I'm famous You know my…

…a little under the mattress Woke up and made a run for Knowing I was done for With the police banging on the front door I made it away…

…a capital crime don't do me any favors She shouldn't have messed around Just read me the papers I'm in a rotbox now Hauling a ball and chain I…