Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams
We're like broken bones, a soaking rose that's grown in the streets,
It's the southern takeover were eating the rest,no peace in this death punch his teeth in his neck
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
So we sit like an hopeless soul with broken bones
Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones
They make me want to break my neck, all those bones.
Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones
Watch it snap on his neck and laugh at his ass
Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last
Her tears are like acid, eating my insides
For being jealous of a brother when he rides
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
Eating rappers effortless like a tyrannosaurus rex
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