The Talking Stage Game

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I got a fresh wound in my heart
 And it hurts so bad, I don't fuck with love
 I don't fuck with trust either so keep your distance, I ain't into that stuff
 And right now, got sweat in my palms
 For pushing this weight and it's hurting my arms
 I been feeling this pain way more than a fortnight
 You woulda thought it's a golden scar
 They tell me I gotta put all my pain in tracks
 That's why I'm so vocal
 It's like a free skin in the game
 Everybody the same, so fuck being hopeful
 You know me I gotta stick and move
 Find me a piece and my shot ain't woeful
 But me I play comps
 So the girls that I got for are way prestige, and they're far from local
 Lemme tell you 'bout this talking stage that I had
 Oh shit, it weren't part of the plan
 I used knowledge as strength but kept my integrity
 Went holiday and my heart got a tan
 I took a trip from emotions
 That's what I meant and she ripped my page
 'Cause things go good, but my life is a game
 So let's see how it played
 Things go well for a while
 A genuine smile and the feeling's electric
 Got me reading your words like four, five times
 I type and rewrite, man I must be dyslexic
 Got my feet on the ceiling
 Phone to my ear every time that we call
 We calling for hours, my lingo's ours
 You're just like me, man, I guess I got powers
 But what do you do when the reps get lazy?
 Is she getting passed 'round town?
 They tell me that my sport is to cuss
 So I deep my thoughts, I don't say too much
 Overthinking's worse than drugs
 'Cause it's not even real, you just make stuff up
 Hallucinating in your brain, it drives you insane
 You better gear down and press that clutch
 Fuck, why the fuck am I tripping?
 My name's MK, on the mic I'm slipping
 I can't think 'bout bars no more
 I just think 'bout her and my heart keeps limping
 Nowadays, we don't talk as much
 I hold my pride, no way that I'm simping
 She try air my text, so I air hers back
 Fuck that, hold on I ain't finished
 It's mad how it went from her telling me
 That she really gonna fix my heart
 To now and she poked it, bringing emotions
 I really shoulda had my guard
 We spoke for a good two months
 Every day 'til dawn, like that she's gone
 I'm wasting my time, I thought she was mine
 And right now I don't know what's up
 So I called her, it's been like two weeks now
 I asked her if she's alright
 She told me that she's never been better
 She got a man now, felt that in my center
 Oh, swear? How long has it been?
 My skin so thin, I clenched up like spectre
 Since last month, she said it so blunt
 So I ended the call, I couldn't hack that pressure
 But the thing that I'm finding amusing
 Her man try beef me on socials
 I told him that talk is cheap
 Just come buck me, and I'll rip out your vocals
 But look what she caused, she was a fraud
 All of that time that I wasted
 A talking stage, more than waste
 I'm losing my brain
 And that's why...
 I got a fresh wound in my heart
 And it hurts so bad, I don't fuck with love
 I don't fuck with trust either so keep your distance I ain't into that stuff
 And right now got sweat in my palms
 For pushing this weight and it's hurting my arms
 I been feeling this pain way more than a fortnight
 You woulda thought it was a golden scar
 They tell me I gotta put all my pain in tracks
 That's why I'm so vocal
 It's like a free skin in the game
 Everybody the same, so fuck being hopeful
 You know me I gotta stick and move
 Find me a piece, so my shot ain't woeful
 But me I play comps
 So the girls that I got for are way prestige, and they're far from local
 Lemme tell you 'bout this talking stage that I had
 Oh shit, it weren't part of the plan
 I used knowledge as strength but kept my integrity
 Went holiday and my heart got a tan
 I took a trip from emotions
 That's what I meant and she ripped my page
 'Cause things go good, but my life is a game
 And that's how it played
 

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Duration
03:15
Tempo
145 BPM

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