best of me (ft. Bludd Bxth)

Chorus (Bludd Bxth):

 

You got the best of me, are you happy?

 

Everyone be dead to me, at least my beats be catchy

 

They wan' get ahead of me, they just wanna gas me

 

Please, girl, don't backstab me, RIP to my daddy

 

I love all my shawties, they all comin' at me

 

Uh-uh

 

 

 

Verse 1 (Me):

 

Fuck love, I don't need it, it's not for me

 

Pull up with a Glocky, slowly rain it all on me

 

'Cause I know that they hate to see me balling

 

Got me standing by the awning, waiting to see if you'll just call in

 

And I know God be watching, and I know bitches, they be plottin'

 

I been praying every day hoping you will start calling

 

Guess not, so I'll be rotten, I been rottin'

 

Decomposing bodies surroundin' me, pill popping

 

Wondering if we were meant to be, you a hot bitch

 

On that hot shit, I don't wanna be forgotten

 

I ain't ever forgot it, two twin Glock's, bitch

 

Tell me where the Glock is, then I cock it

 

AR-15, bitch, you really want it? She all on me, is this what I was wanting?

 

Is this what you wanted? Whatever you fuckin' call it

 

I call up Leo, he bawling, uh, tell me why you not calling

 

I'm falling, I have fallen, I don't wan' fall in this moshpit

 

Tryna stop it, I can't stop shit, it's non-stopping

 

Uh, I need my heart, I need to lock it

 

Put a note in your locket, wake up and vomit

 

Uh, I put yo' dead body in the closet, woah-oh

 

I make a deposit, tryna make a profit, Glocky in my pocket

 

Fuck this shit, the prophet, now you switch the topic

 

I thought that we promised, you so fuckin' toxic

 

Tryna stop it, I been smokin' chronic in the office

 

When you walk in everybody stop talking

 

Know you talk shit, tell me who you talk with

 

Bitches that you walk with, know where you walkin'

 

Bitches lost it, I count my losses, fuck the gossip

 

Glocky with a rocket, makin' profits, rip my eyes out they sockets

 

Coughing, deep in my coffin, unlockin' and robbin'

 

These houses, uh, I got the baby rockin'

 

Fucking on me, babygirl, I could write a whole sonnet

 

So give me your love, this shit be a comet

 

I need all your love you walk in with yo' bonnet

 

I can't get enough but you only want wallets

 

Do not leave me 'cause I might just go vomit

 

You fuckin' on me this shit supersonic

 

You're all that I need, but damn, you so demonic

 

I pull up with the weed, we been livin' so tropic

 

I smoke on them trees, these bitches, they rotted

 

Come on and go talk it, tears drip like a faucet

 

I'm really gon' be on it, I shot it, uh, do not lock it

 

You can't dodge it, you can't block it, now you locked in

 

Block him, had to block him, I pop pimples then I pop shit

 

Pickpocket all these fake hoes, please unlock it

 

My pain skyrockets, head bobbin', head boppin'

 

Got my Glocky with me, yeah, take away yo' electronics

 

Marijuana, know damn well our love was platonic

 

And it's ironic, how you're so iconic, voice so harmonic

 

Love you so much, you got me feelin' really cosmic

 

Back in my mind, bitch, is this what you wanted?

 

I gave you my heart, I made a promise

 

Broke my heart, this shit's tectonic, woah-oh

 

Tell me if you want it, did you really want this?

 

If you didn't want it that's fine I'll call up Adonis

 

Shit got me catatonic, it's catastrophic, so chaotic

 

Got me fucked up, plague bubonic, I speak with rawness

 

My raps the rawest, woah-oh, I'm on that withdrawn shit

 

Bring that shit upon him

 

 

 

Chorus (Bludd Bxth):

 

You got the best of me, are you happy?

 

Everyone be dead to me, at least my beats be catchy

 

They wan' get ahead of me, they just wanna gas me

 

Please, girl, don't backstab me, RIP to my daddy

 

I love all my shawties, they all comin' at me

 

Uh-uh

 

 

 

Verse 2 (Bludd Bxth):

 

Tell me what you needing babygirl I can give it

 

Fucking on my ex bitch cuz she say she fightin demons

 

What do you want from me? Tell me that you mean it

 

I know you would rather die than admit that you've seen it

 

I've seen shit that I can't even begin to speak bout

 

I'm barely speaking I'm barely breathing

 

I breathe out and breathe in where the weed is

 

Smoke on that weed, bitch

 

I really need it, I really need this

 

Give me your love everythang you got cuz I'll need it

 

I know that you plotting for my downfall

 

I pull up in the Maybach bout to clown y'all

 

Give me all your love and shit you ain't ever gon admit, yeah

 

Fucking on your mama she be talkin all that shit yeah

 

All I need is Xanax, Xans Xanny whatever you call it

 

I know my shawty be my thottie, she always call in

 

My whole world gon fuckin rock me A$AP Rocky we gon pop shit

 

I'm done with you hoes so walk away

 

All you do is talk talk talk all day, uh-uh

 

And I know there gotta be another way

 

Pull up with a Glocky and a K

 

You know we gon put bullets thru his brains (his brains)

 

We gon go Danny Phantom in the Wraith (the Wraith)

 

Please do not leave me I'm not okay (okay)

 

I know what you need I'll get it today (today)

 

Uh

 

Leave me lone dont wanna talk right now

 

Wake up and immediately go lie down

 

So sick I think I might throw up

 

Everybody tell me I need to grow up

 

And I'm tryin, wet like Poseidon woah

 

And she lying, she always lying, woah

 

Why you lying? You always lying, woah

 

And we fighting, we always fighting, oh

 

So tell me if it's worth it

 

Cuz I been feelin worthless without no fuckin purpose

 

Bought your ass some Birkin even when u didnt deserve it

 

Fuck them hoes Im spittin verses

 

'Bout what we couldve been, I fight my urges

 

Every single fuckin day I don't deserve this

 

Give hoes what they was deservin

 

Long ago, long ago, it could be worse, bitch

 

And I be in first place

 

Blow your candles out like birthday

 

Blowing brains out on my 3rd day

 

Killed a bitch while I was in 3rd grade

 

And when I was in that 1st grade

 

I fucked a bitch on my worst day

 

And she want me dead in the worst way

 

You really hurt me in the worst way

 

 

 

Chorus (Me):

 

You got the best of me, are you happy?

 

Everyone be dead to me, at least my beats be catchy

 

They wan' get ahead of me, they just wanna gas me

 

Please, girl, don't backstab me, RIP to my daddy

 

I love all my shawties, they all comin' at me

 

Uh-uh