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Make Em Sorry
Make Em Sorry

Lil Zenith - Make Em Sorry Lyrics

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Make Em Sorry Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah
Kickin' all these rocks
Thinkin' 'bout my life, yeah
I don't wanna talk
I just want the pipe, yeah
Smokin' 'til I drop
Poppin' 'til I'm gone, yeah
They want me to stop
Not until I'm at the top, yeah
Hearing people in my mind
I just wanna feel fine, yeah
So I'm finna go roll up a blunt
I already told you once, yeah
Imma make 'em sorry
Imma make 'em sorry
Imma make 'em sorry (Yeah)
Imma make 'em sorry
Ain't nobody here stopping me (Yuh)
Got a hundred people tryna talk to me (Yeah)
It's a different drug every day I'm up
What the fuck are you tryna offer me?
Tryna fall asleep but it's hard for me
Cuz I got your ex bitches calling me
They gon' fall for me and then catch an L
Let my pockets swell, You can never tell
What I'm up to, like a stunt move
I be pourin' 4's Imma fun dude
If you cut through, good luck dude
Think I give a shit? nigga fuck you
It's a different day, I got different cake
Imma spend it all soon anyways
Look me in the face and show me your hate
Got a different life in a different place
On my own but I'm
Staying on my grind, yeah
Bitches on my phone
Why you wasting all my time, yeah
What you think is wrong?
Cuz I'm tryna make it right, yeah
Lookin' at my arm
Guess I'll add another slice, yeah
I tried to hit it and missed, aye
Some people call me a bitch, aye
Some of them tell me to quit, aye
Now I got blood on my wrist, aye
Tellin' myself that I'm okay
I'm gunna make it out one day
Look at everything in one way
Hide in the dark while I run away
Letting my thoughts overcome all of the
Things I was taught, I was okay and I
Miss it alot, got a headache and I
Almost forgot, always on edge
My brain is a mess it's killing me
High as fuck is what I'm finna be
I am my own fucking enemy
Barred out sippin' on Hennessy (Yeah, Yeah)
All these voices in my head
They see for me I'm living blind
It's easily the hardest time
To be alive, I'm waiting to die
Fuck it, all of my work in the trash
Nothing coming from all of the ash
Dumping my problems inside of a bag
That I roll up and smoke
Is it so that I lag?
I lack the capacity, can't hold it in
And it turns into blasphemy
Add up the sins and I'm
Painting a masterpiece
Almost faster than the last three
My persona will mask me
Now I'm acting kinda trashy
Ain't nobody else is laughing (Ugh)

Yuh, Yuh, Aye
Kickin' all these rocks
Thinkin' 'bout my life, yeah
I don't wanna talk
I just want the pipe, yeah
Smokin' 'til I drop
Poppin' 'til I'm gone, yeah
They want me to stop
Not until I'm at the top, yeah
Hearing people in my mind
I just wanna feel fine, yeah
So I'm finna go roll up a blunt
I already told you once, yeah
Imma make 'em sorry
Imma make 'em sorry
Imma make 'em sorry
Imma make 'em sorry

Writer(s): Gabe Parsons
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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