Honey Cocaine Follow

Running away, running away
Cupid ain't shit, throw the gun my way
Bullets spit at my face, tears fall from the sky

What a beautiful frown, it has kept me alive
Seeking for an answer but I fee like I'm far
Runaway bitch with a rebellious heart

What a dangerous game, hope you walk out now
Because love is a bitch and she talks out loud
Wish I was the type to maybe open my heart

Said it from the start, shit is cold and it's dark
So what
Lust me, or lust me not
Fuck trust and feelings, I trust my Glock

Guns to the sky, runaway brides
I thought I told you thugs don't cry
I'm on my queen shit
I'm on my queen shit,
Guns to the sky, runaway brides
I thought I told you thugs don't cry
I'm on my queen shit
I'm on my queen shit,

Hitting the ground, I be hitting the ground
Escaping, what's left? I ain't trying be found
You say it's my fault for dishonoring love

But tell me I've been smart all along as a thug
I ain't taking a chance, you get the piece from me
Love rips you apart, and it's so easy to see

So young and naive, fuck looking for me
Because thugs don't cry, can't be waiting for me
Loyal to rap, I'm only loyal to rap

Sending me love, I'm just gonna send your ass back
So tell me, lust me, or lust me not
Fuck trust and feelings, I trust my Glock