track star

she a runner she a track star, always uniformed up when she played them games like a mascot, always in my head make me think it was my fault, i couldve dealt with all the flaws but she fucked off, oh you oooh, had the best of me now im back up, circle laps around you like a track uh, yeah yo looks was cute but yo loyalty was ugly so i had to get the bad taste of you out like i spit tobacco, oh woaaah oh, wouldnt wanna u back no, im on my damn own, ima put myself like a tat on, still an alcoholic shots of pat-ron, and the gas strong, i be in the sky with the gods im on asgard, aint no time for feelin gotta get past all, that shit i been through, now my head strong, fuck a two seater solo i how i riiide, no bonnie just the clyde, with a couple thottys on the siiide, till the moment that i find, peace of mind, depression almost had me, suicide, with a knife, but i had to stop like a traffic sign, oh wooah, oh oh oh, now aint nobody stoppin me, this my game no crossin me, shootin my shot no blockin me, oh woooah oh, and i aint goin run from nothin ima stand there, and if u gotta problem with me u can tell me when i stand near, but people talk it when u not around and then they claim that they rare, really im just tryna be that person thatll light up someones night like a damn flair, but till then its just my voices in my damn ear, oh woaaah ohhh, she a runner she a track star, place bananna peels where shell trip hard, always in my head thinkin it was my fault when its that broad, showed her true colors dodged a bullet im like thank god, oh you ooooh, had me fucked up for a minute, now im in it, show no limits, no hate is given, road paved im drivin, i hate forgiveness but that chick i forgive her, so i can move forward, and make my voices listen, i admit it, heart is damged, palpitations i feel the panic, i cant stand it but i withstand it, shit was good at first then came that ice berg and down we went, titanic, oh woooooah,