9 Lives (Extended) Lyrics

I've got to turn 'round and

Make something of myself

Feel I've got 9 lives and

Every one of them I lost you

I've got to turn 'round and

Make something of myself

Feel I've got nine lives and

Every one of them I lost you

Like bitch you thought

Thought you getting rude boy cock

But I'm a sweetie all on top

Later treat me like some pool boy cock

Hit me with "It's me not you"

Well fucking Kumbaya!

When the room all dark

And I choked your neck

Every breath on your chest

No malevolence

I Ain't even check

Where the devil slept

Wanna pin you; hate fuck you

Like you are heaven sent

I know

Woah

Woah

Woah

I know you're sick of it

Talking 'bout how real it is

Looking for the thrill in it

But this dude won't fill it in

No matter how hard you try

Looking for a new bond here (Eee)

Learned to be rough with some full blonde hair

"Ain't no way in hell my sisters will come here"

So we keep it loud as fuck

Freaking out a ton

Sleeping bout a hundred

Feet way from us

Be your mom and them

Gasp for oxygen

Slow to a stop

Now I've been soft

Joking's fucked a lot

A lot of my past girl's hearts

Never thought I'd wind up in this role dawg

Choosing over you or the rap roll call

She won't stick around to invest

It's like a fork pitched all in our text

Between this I'm doing my best

Like a nuke up all in my chest whenever you text

I've got to turn 'round and

Make something of myself

Feel I've got nine lives and

Every one of them I lost you

I've got to turn 'round and

Make something of myself

Feel I got nine lives and

Every one of them I lost you

She save me for later

It's a no brainer

Say I can't date her

Feeling I'm locked up alone in this cage

She wanting a singer

So what I bang her?

Intimate sex but can't say to my face

Any of your true feelings

'til I'm about a

Hundred miles away

Double on the counter

When we reconnected

Didn't wanna hound her

Thought I really I did it when I went and found her

But no

I know

Woah

Woah

Woah

I know you're sick of it

Talking 'bout how real it is

Looking for the thrill in it

But this dude won't fill it in

No matter how hard you try

I've got to turn 'round and

Make something of myself

Feel I've got nine lives and

Every one of them I lost you

I've got to turn 'round and

Make something of myself

Feel I've got nine lives and

Every one of them I lost you

Like bitch you thought

Thought you getting rude boy cock

But I'm a sweetie all on top

Later treat me like some pool boy cock-cock