[Lyric] More Than Meaningless (ToddManJr.)

I thought I told you We was something more than meaningless

I never thought that you would understand

I didn't think within the future you be seeing us

Cause

I'm the type of kid without a plan

Stepped upon my heart the moment you were clear to run
And I find it kinda hard to hold your hand

I thought I told you We was something more than meaningless
I never thought that you would understand


I never thought you would understand me

Suicidal baby with the plan b
Slipnot nuse off the canopy

Light wallet, heavy heart, yeah that man was me

While the cigarette smoke blows

That's a new low

Got some new friends

And some old hoes

Memories grow old while the wind

Got some lose ends

And some hope so


I thought I told you We was something more than meaningless
I never thought that you would understand


I didn't think within the future you be seeing us, cause I'm the type of kid without a plan

You stepped upon my heart the moment you were clear to run
I find it kinda hard to hold your hand
I thought I told you We was something more than meaningless
I never thought that you would understand



Ain't it funny the people that you love
Not the people that you like
Man the people that you love

Turn around, and proceed to stab backs with they tongues

I ain't nothing but a man

Bank account to the plug

And if hate was a drink then the love was a drug

Overdosing in sinks, made me think I was fucked

Needed more than the money just to keep me above

But the moral of story is im never giving up



I thought I told you We was something more than meaningless
I never thought that you would understand

I didn't think within the future you be seeing us, cause I'm the type of kid without a plan

You stepped upon my heart the moment you were clear to run
I find it kinda hard to hold your hand

I thought I told you We was something more than meaningless
I never thought that you would understand


Got attached like some old clothes

I got torn too

And my tag ripped

I was brand new

Contraband, in my hand

Like a stitch tool

Used to do everything not to miss you

Like some ripped jeans, I was misused

We were 50

With some kids too

Watching little league

With a crib too

And ah dog with a pool, and a benz used

(Chorus)

I was 18 , I was confused

You would hate me

But I love you

Marijuana in the air like the perfume