Wild Child

[Chorus]
I know I said no more sad shit but, I'm sad again
I hope the good Lord forgives all my sins
Breaking hearts ain't no end and ain't no start
I pop some pills I ain't gone lie lowkey miss em
But I can't go back gotta move on, I gotta move on
Myrtle Beach chilling with you was the last time I got my groove on
I ain't wanna have this end like this but I ain't want it to end like that
We've gone too far we fucked around and took some steps back

[Verse]
I'm getting to this money like I told you, like I was 'posed to
If I only knew better when I was with you, now I miss you
Funny how I turned my last song into a sad song
I ain't gone liе it was unintentional, this shit just hit me
Sometimеs I wonder do they still miss me, like how I miss em
Sometimes I wonder do they get kisses like how I used to kiss em
I can't keep thinking bout the past I won't last
But let's be real I won't last, I'm only here for a moment then it's a flash
Or at least that's what they say in the big book
Sometimes I hate my own people my feelings overlooked
I took some pills they disregarded my cries and pleas
I was on my knees crying my heart out
That's how I got my start if I ain't got caught with them all pills
I would've never rapped
Prolly still rolling in the back of my science class
I was off my ass, I was higher than a plane wanted to forget my past
But that's irrelevant, let's discuss my problems, let's talk about the room that houses the elephant
I look for love but love doesn't look for me
I broke hearts in the past, I ain't innocent
No one is, but I was worse, I knew what I was doing
I got what I deserved with all the girls I was perusing
Now I'm in a tight spot, I might fail, but that ain't the reason I'm scared I might go to Hell
I know I don't seem religious or superstitious
On the real, I'm just pretentious
Don't wanna go to Hell, don't wanna go to Heaven
I'm so scared I might die by a G-11
I might get backstabbed by my closest, now that's fucked up
It'd be right around the time I finally luck up
I hate the world with a passion, I don't want nothing from it
Maybe acceptance from my family before the second coming
I got dreams, I got people I wanna see
Wouldn't that be a gift, oh so heavenly
The type of gift that might make a scrub like me try to believe
I know it's wrong to tell the world about how I'm feeling
I know they won't help it won't make a difference
I was raised to love the world and make a difference
But as I got older I saw it was different
I know this song getting long but I ain't finished
Got some more in me before a nigga empty
I put my heart into this shit for a broken dream
I gave my all for a shot at a little success
I even showed up to the interview with my Sunday best
I think Imma end it right here, I can't go on
Before ya'll "care about me" I'm meaning the song, oh