MUN ZAY - Wild Child lyrics

[MUN ZAY - Wild Child lyrics]

I know I said no more sad shit but
I'm sad again
I hope the good Lord forgives all my sins
Breaking hearts ain't no end
And ain't no start
I pop some pills I ain't
Gone lie lowkey miss em
But I can't go back gotta move on
I gotta move on
Myrtle Beach chilling with you was the last
Time I got my groove on
I ain't wanna have this end like this but
I ain't want it to end like that
We've gone too far we fucked around
And took some steps back

I'm getting to this money like I told you
Like I was 'posed to
If I only knew better when I was with you
Now I miss you funny how I turned my last
Song into a sad song
I ain't gone liе it was unintentional
This shit just hit me
Sometimеs I wonder do they still miss me
Like how I miss em
Sometimes I wonder do they get kisses like
How I used to kiss em
I can't keep thinking bout the
Past I won't last
But let's be real I won't last
I'm only here for a moment
Then it's a flash
Or at least that's what they
Say in the big book sometimes I hate my own
People my feelings overlooked
I took some pills they disregarded
My cries and pleas
I was on my knees crying my heart out
That's how I got my start if I
Ain't got caught with them all pills
I would've never rapped
Prolly still rolling in the back
Of my science class i was off my ass
I was higher than a plane
Wanted to forget my past
But that's irrelevant, let's
Discuss my problems
Let's talk about the room
That houses the elephant
I look for love but love doesn't look for me
I broke hearts in the past, I ain't innocent
No one is, but I was worse
I knew what I was doing
I got what I deserved with all
The girls I was perusing
Now I'm in a tight spot, I might fail
But that ain't the reason I'm scared
I might go to Hell i know I don't seem
Religious or superstitious
On the real, I'm just pretentious
Don't wanna go to Hell
Don't wanna go to Heaven
I'm so scared I might die by a G-11
I might get backstabbed by my closest
Now that's fucked up
It'd be right around the time
I finally luck up
I hate the world with a passion
I don't want nothing from it
Maybe acceptance from my family
Before the second coming
I got dreams, I got people I wanna see
Wouldn't that be a gift, oh so heavenly
The type of gift that might make a
Scrub like me try to believe
I know it's wrong to tell the
World about how I'm feeling
I know they won't help it
Won't make a difference
I was raised to love the
World and make a difference
But as I got older I saw it was different
I know this song getting long
But I ain't finished
Got some more in me before a nigga empty
I put my heart into this
Shit for a broken dream
I gave my all for a shot at a little success
I even showed up to the
Interview with my Sunday best
I think Imma end it right here
I can't go on
Before ya'll "care about me"
I'm meaning the song, oh

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