Broken Guitars

From handcuffs to Rollies, can't give you the old me

You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me

Liar, hearts on fire, walkin' through the wire

Just follow your desire, oh-oh

I remember high speeds on the jakes

I had a plug for fentanyl on the case

I remember birthdays with no cake

Early morning trapper, had a long day

Always moved at my own pace

Duckin' funerals when that chrome spray

Glizzy clappin' 'til his bones break

Headshot, make his dome shake

And shawty ain't got no guns, he just doin' what his favorite song say

Ain't tryna leave his brothers behind, but he better run for his own sake

Can't escape this daily system or you can go the headstone way

Know the keys to life is wisdom and I know loyalty a strong trait

From handcuffs to Rollies, can't give you the old me

You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me

Liar, hearts on fire, walkin' through the wire

Just follow your desire, oh-oh

I bought two guitars, singing like it's Rolling Loud when I'm on the stage

You would think this Glock singing way it's surfin' crowds, we gon' part them waves

Plus I got bands on me like Aerosmith, why I walk this way

And that nigga ran way before the bell hit, he got a lot to say

Chopped him up, thought you wasn't with me through the wire, no

'Cause I'm in the hood, bustin' off a sixty or a higher dose

Rockin' two hoodies, now I go and get me a designer coat

I got lil' niggas who been totin' Glizzys, they were nine years old

From handcuffs to Rollies, can't give you the old me

You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me

Liar, hearts on fire, walkin' through the wire

Just follow your desire, oh-oh