BROLY500!

"HARD (Non Existence)"

[Intro: BROLY500!]
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f*cking days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away
And-

[Interlude: BROLY500!]
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W-w-we going viral

[Chorus: BROLY500!]
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f*cking days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away

[Verse 1: BROLY500!]
And when they speak to me I don't wanna say a thing
These demons held me down but these angels heal the pain
All the scars all on my heart so I don't feel a thing
No matter, ayy, what you say man I cannot contain (Purchase your tracks today)
Yeah
These tears not gonna love it, If it's too fake we disguise love
As a Bluebird with you and me (Ayy, yuh)
I guess that was my age
Lost my mind, help it slowly fade away
When they speak to me I don't wanna say a thing
These demons hold me down but these angels heal the pain
Man, my heart hurts, can't feel a thing (W-w-we going viral)

[Chorus: BROLY500!]
Guitar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f*cking days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away

[Bridge: Lil Vortex]
Hit me up yuh
Hit me up yuh
b*tch tryna f*ck like a pornstar, uh
b*tch I don't f*ck with my co-stars yuh
I don't go soft b*tch I go hard yuh, ayy
I scarred the f*ck outta satan you n*ggas is hatin you n*ggas is b*tchin' ya, uh
Love me or not I'm not faulty ya, uh
b*tch all you need is to stop with the salt

[Interlude]
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W-w-we going viral

[Verse 2: Lil Vortex]
Hit me up yuh
Hit me up yuh
b*tch tryna f*ck like a pornstar, uh
b*tch I don't f*ck with my co-stars yuh
I don't go soft b*tch I go hard yuh, ayy
I scarred the f*ck outta satan you n*ggas is hatin you n*ggas is b*tchin' ya, uh
Love me or not I'm not faulty ya, uh
b*tch all you need is to stop with the salt

[Verse 3: Lil Vortex]
Say I ain't got cars but b*tch I got bars
Don't wanna flex but I might as well do
Hatin on me so I'll hate on you too
Ain't got no flaws you landing on Mars
I got eleven while you ain't seven bruh
Don't take it personal I'm not the devil bro
Don't wanna drama, ya, uh
Ain't tryna mess with the lava, ya, uh

[Verse 4: Lil Vortex]
Rose's are red, My name is Dan
I have a gun b*tch so get in the van
Flowers on fire these b*tches like damn
Got 20 cash, ain't looking to smash
Setting it down, don't act like a clown
b*tch I go hard, now you're on the floor
b*tch I go hard, now you're on the floor
Knock knock who's there, Its me at your door, ha

[Chorus: BROLY500!]
-tar on my arm and I found the perfect strum (Ih)
These hollows in my gun, and I'm very sorry, mom (Yeah, ih)
I'm so far gone, I seen better f*cking days
Lost my mind, would this lonely fade away

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