Battler
 作词 : 抽象king
 作曲 : 抽象king
 编曲 : 抽象king
I might hit you up if I lose you,
Heart cold like livin' in a igloo,
Got my mind f**kup, life a riddle,
Tryna find peace, I’m stuck in the middle.
Used to call you queen, now I'm just a jester,
b**hes playin' games, I’m the real tester.
Lost in the sauce, yeah, I’m strugglin’,
Takin’ shots, but these demons bunglin’.
You need me like the streets need a hustler,
Addicted to the pain, I’m a true rustler.
b***es fake, they just wanna f**k yeah
Grindin’ through the bullshit, imma battler
Fell for your tricks, now I'm lost in the haze,
Pullin’ at my heartstrings, caught in the maze.
Flexin’ hard, but inside I’m a wreck,
Nights spent drownin’, tryin’ to earn my respect.
Spittin’ rhymes like I’m fightin’ for my life,
Thuggin’ through the shadows, cuttin' woes with a knife.
 I was ballin’ hard, now I’m broke as a joke,
 rising like a phoenix,  it’s hard when you choke.
You need me like the streets need a hustler,
Addicted to the pain, I’m a true rustler.
b***es fake, they just wanna f**k yeah
Grindin’ through the bullshit, imma battler

yeah imma back 但看不到你
迷失在大雾里还在发脾气
吹灭了蜡烛我在期待奇迹
也许我的痛根本没有意义

You need me like the streets need a hustler,
Addicted to the pain, I’m a true rustler.
b***es fake, they just wanna f**k yeah
Grindin’ through the bullshit, imma battler

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