[Chorus]
Many days, many problems
I don't know much, I can't solve them
Young and cursed like a Blossom
In trap house poppin' many bottles
I done made it through the 7 skies
Now that I can see through the lies
Evil eyes in my sight, what's the reason?
It's an outrage for the cold season
[Verse 1]
Couldn't really escape on the dark side
24/7 keep on looking for the light shine
Took the wrong choice still a kid with a good heart
I can't fuck with shawty, she be fucking with them real clowns
May get rich and fuck on models like J. Kendall
Life take turns when you blow the candlе
I gotta keep that shit on me, niggas might show up in a blink of eye
Say thеy want me dead, but no I'm never dying
Crying, in their fantasies
Lately, I been looking for my remedy
I ain't been the same so they asking what got into me
Never trust a cop I may trust my enemy
Damn, 12 caught me lacking up on the benz
Smocking cookie I was vibing with my friends
But they only wanna see niggas mad (Fuck 12)
Sacrifice to get the bands
[Chorus]
Many days, many problems
I don't know much, I can't solve them
Young and cursed like a Blossom
In trap house poppin' many bottles
I done made it through the 7 skies
Now that I can see through the lies
Evil eyes in my sight, what's the reason?
It's an outrage for the cold season
[Verse 2]
When I was a kid, all I wanted was to get old
But I never woulda thought this the world I waited for
I was told lies, I know how it is now
But It's too late, I can't be a kid now
Caught up in the wrong frame
I can never love, I can play the game
What you made in years can go away in days
There a lotta troubles coming from different ways
I can never solve them
Running outta options
I don't need it, wonder why I cop it
I think I'm a pharaoh Ima put it in my coffin
We live and we die but we never cross the line
Cus, once you step out, ain't no turning back in line
Some gotta die, other gotta shine
Misery makes a grown cry
[Chorus]
Many days, many problems
I don't know much, I can't solve them
Young and cursed like a Blossom
In trap house poppin' many bottles
I done made it through the 7 skies
Now that I can see through the lies
Evil eyes in my sight, what's the reason?
It's an outrage for the cold season
Many days, many problems
I don't know much, I can't solve them
Young and cursed like a Blossom
In trap house poppin' many bottles
I done made it through the 7 skies
Now that I can see through the lies
Evil eyes in my sight, what's the reason?
It's an outrage for the cold season
[Verse 1]
Couldn't really escape on the dark side
24/7 keep on looking for the light shine
Took the wrong choice still a kid with a good heart
I can't fuck with shawty, she be fucking with them real clowns
May get rich and fuck on models like J. Kendall
Life take turns when you blow the candlе
I gotta keep that shit on me, niggas might show up in a blink of eye
Say thеy want me dead, but no I'm never dying
Crying, in their fantasies
Lately, I been looking for my remedy
I ain't been the same so they asking what got into me
Never trust a cop I may trust my enemy
Damn, 12 caught me lacking up on the benz
Smocking cookie I was vibing with my friends
But they only wanna see niggas mad (Fuck 12)
Sacrifice to get the bands
[Chorus]
Many days, many problems
I don't know much, I can't solve them
Young and cursed like a Blossom
In trap house poppin' many bottles
I done made it through the 7 skies
Now that I can see through the lies
Evil eyes in my sight, what's the reason?
It's an outrage for the cold season
[Verse 2]
When I was a kid, all I wanted was to get old
But I never woulda thought this the world I waited for
I was told lies, I know how it is now
But It's too late, I can't be a kid now
Caught up in the wrong frame
I can never love, I can play the game
What you made in years can go away in days
There a lotta troubles coming from different ways
I can never solve them
Running outta options
I don't need it, wonder why I cop it
I think I'm a pharaoh Ima put it in my coffin
We live and we die but we never cross the line
Cus, once you step out, ain't no turning back in line
Some gotta die, other gotta shine
Misery makes a grown cry
[Chorus]
Many days, many problems
I don't know much, I can't solve them
Young and cursed like a Blossom
In trap house poppin' many bottles
I done made it through the 7 skies
Now that I can see through the lies
Evil eyes in my sight, what's the reason?
It's an outrage for the cold season
( Cupid WAR )
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