Blønde - Hassa Lyrics

Stabbed in my back so many times
Don't know how I'm still here standing though
Dickheads
Been stabbed in my back so many times
Surprised I'm still standing
All my friends are gone so I stopped fucking counting
Sometimes I think I'll be the last man standing
Cos I'd rather be alone than have some rats planning
Someone call pest control
I think I've fucking found em'
And there's snakes
I'm surrounded by fucking thousands
No friends to count on
I'm tryna reach the top all alone
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
All alone, all alone
I don't sleep cos I'm paranoid
Pink notes in my pocket bring me joy
I can see in the dark sometimes
Soul so bright that it lights most nights
Seen a few frights with my own eyes
It had me feeling stressed at times
But I've gotta make the doe yeah
M O N E Y without no bro's
Dripped out from my head to the toe
Growing like them plants we smoke
Rise in the ashes and flow and flow yeah
Stepping on road with my ten toes
Just myself and all my woes
Cold like snow but tough like stone
Scar on my face like Antonio
Heart so cold because it broke
Lost in the rain without no bro's
Felt no love so I'm all alone yeah
Diamond in the dirt is all I know so
Diamond in the dirt is all I know
Smoking trees until I go
Stuck in the mud and I can't let go
Tattooed from the head to the toe
Belt and jeans by rocking real low
And straight to the top is where I go
Living like it's GTA mode
Sharing what I've got with mum and bro
Cos it's all I know yeah, it's all I know
Snakes in the grass and some at home
Just be careful who you call your bro's
Hurt so many times and I can't let go
Friends I called bro's, swear they hurt me the most
Leeching off me like I'm the one and only host
All I'm saying is be careful who you keep tight and close
Cos I'm immune to snake venom
Knives in my back like I never fucking helped em'
Sleeping on my sofa
Fucking peasant
Keep that energy when I catch em'
Stabbed in the back
Still never left em'
All that talk on insta
Fucking attention
You're about 30 moving fucking 7
Dickhead go get some lessons
Yeah go get some fucking lessons
Been stabbed in my back so many times
Surprised I'm still standing
All my friends are gone so I stopped fucking counting
Sometimes I think I'll be the last man standing
Cos I'd rather be alone than have some rats planning
Someone call pest control
I think I've fucking found em'
And there's some snakes, surrounded by thousands
No friends to count on
Yeah none to count on
Fuck em' all

Stabbed in my back so many times
Don't know how I'm still here standing though
Dickheads
Been stabbed in my back so many times
Surprised I'm still standing
All my friends are gone so I stopped fucking counting
Sometimes I think I'll be the last man standing
Cos I'd rather be alone than have some rats planning
Someone call pest control
I think I've fucking found em'
And there's snakes
I'm surrounded by fucking thousands
No friends to count on
I'm tryna reach the top all alone
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
All alone, all alone
I don't sleep cos I'm paranoid
Pink notes in my pocket bring me joy
I can see in the dark sometimes
Soul so bright that it lights most nights
Seen a few frights with my own eyes
It had me feeling stressed at times
But I've gotta make the doe yeah
M O N E Y without no bro's
Dripped out from my head to the toe
Growing like them plants we smoke
Rise in the ashes and flow and flow yeah
Stepping on road with my ten toes
Just myself and all my woes
Cold like snow but tough like stone
Scar on my face like Antonio
Heart so cold because it broke
Lost in the rain without no bro's
Felt no love so I'm all alone yeah
Diamond in the dirt is all I know so
Diamond in the dirt is all I know
Smoking trees until I go
Stuck in the mud and I can't let go
Tattooed from the head to the toe
Belt and jeans by rocking real low
And straight to the top is where I go
Living like it's GTA mode
Sharing what I've got with mum and bro
Cos it's all I know yeah, it's all I know
Snakes in the grass and some at home
Just be careful who you call your bro's
Hurt so many times and I can't let go
Friends I called bro's, swear they hurt me the most
Leeching off me like I'm the one and only host
All I'm saying is be careful who you keep tight and close
Cos I'm immune to snake venom
Knives in my back like I never fucking helped em'
Sleeping on my sofa
Fucking peasant
Keep that energy when I catch em'
Stabbed in the back
Still never left em'
All that talk on insta
Fucking attention
You're about 30 moving fucking 7
Dickhead go get some lessons
Yeah go get some fucking lessons
Been stabbed in my back so many times
Surprised I'm still standing
All my friends are gone so I stopped fucking counting
Sometimes I think I'll be the last man standing
Cos I'd rather be alone than have some rats planning
Someone call pest control
I think I've fucking found em'
And there's some snakes, surrounded by thousands
No friends to count on
Yeah none to count on
Fuck em' all