Testo di Don't Text Me

My phone is dead don't text me Should've known you'd break my heart right when you met me Now I'm over it Now I'm used to this Feel like Gucci bitch Yeah I'm so sick of this I drop bars like nukes Drop bombs like its m dub 2 Bitch who the fuck are you? Cause I don't got a clue I can't get to trippin over bitches like you Ima write all night till my hands get tired Like she's a liar I can't believe I liked her I need a lighter, I need a drink I don't need the alcohol but I don't wanna think My phone is dead don't text me Should've known you'd break my heart right when you met me Now I'm over it Now I'm used to this Feel like Gucci bitch Yeah I'm so sick of this I smoke now, I get high I get wasted, to get by I'm so fucked up, I still cry I don't miss you tho I guess I'm alright At least the drugs work At least my songs bang At least my moms good At least her rents paid At least my love life, isn't sideways My hearts broken but my phones on vibrate My phone is dead don't text me Should've known you'd break my heart right when you met me Now I'm over it Now I'm used to this Feel like Gucci bitch Yeah I'm so sick of this My phone is dead don't text me Should've known you'd break my heart right when you met me Now I'm over it Now I'm used to this Feel like Gucci bitch Yeah I'm so sick of this Phone died, feelings died like myspace Hundred texts no reply no time mate Are you good, Nate? Lie and say I'm great But fuck that I wanna die like everyday