Like the bottom of your dated shoes
You would think that i had a match for a tooth
Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those
Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.
I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again
Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when
Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,
Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues
Or now they don't praise enough
Who cares about hearts and love
Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes
Yeah, look here i pay dues
Finish line with the tire marks
I come to win your hearts
Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,
Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing
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