wilson hunter - change of the topic Lyrics

I stay untitled
In the bathroom, Stripes on the table like a tiger
Smoked dope till her eyes hurt
Not surprised, I lied to her
I’m sober!
The workloads enormous
She stayed afloat with narcotics
Lost grip, then I caught it
If he talk that shit it might cost him though
Ohhh, what have I got in
Chose my fate, mad at conscious
Slow the pain, making me nauseous
Noo, I ran out of options
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic
Out of sight out of mind
Ignorance is bliss right
It's alright, I don't need an invite
Last chance, I'll see you tonight
I had some people that stayed by my side
But I saw some blood at the end of the knife
If it’s beef better stay out my life
If it’s beef better stay out the network
Need a check no J.G. Wentworth
I’ll make a lil nigga the header
In my pockets I carry the treasure
On my hip I carry the pressure
Doing it wrong, I think you know that
Didn’t respond, isn’t it so sad
Wandering on, move like a nomad
You come along, end up with a toe tag
What have I got in
Chose my fate, mad at conscious
Slow the pain, making me nauseous
Noo, I ran out of options
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic

I stay untitled
In the bathroom, Stripes on the table like a tiger
Smoked dope till her eyes hurt
Not surprised, I lied to her
I’m sober!
The workloads enormous
She stayed afloat with narcotics
Lost grip, then I caught it
If he talk that shit it might cost him though
Ohhh, what have I got in
Chose my fate, mad at conscious
Slow the pain, making me nauseous
Noo, I ran out of options
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic
Out of sight out of mind
Ignorance is bliss right
It's alright, I don't need an invite
Last chance, I'll see you tonight
I had some people that stayed by my side
But I saw some blood at the end of the knife
If it’s beef better stay out my life
If it’s beef better stay out the network
Need a check no J.G. Wentworth
I’ll make a lil nigga the header
In my pockets I carry the treasure
On my hip I carry the pressure
Doing it wrong, I think you know that
Didn’t respond, isn’t it so sad
Wandering on, move like a nomad
You come along, end up with a toe tag
What have I got in
Chose my fate, mad at conscious
Slow the pain, making me nauseous
Noo, I ran out of options
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic
Broke her heart, Change the topic
Woah, Change the topic