Svlace - Deserted Lyrics

Surrounded by fire like Michael Myers in the cellar
She's shouting for Yeller, but only Cujo's here to help her
She wanted a dog, not a poodle to her rescue
So what is the prob, I came sooner just to help you
Don't have shooters on call, but if there's rumors involved
Bet, I could send out a message and get some hellions to hunt them
Tryna function in the function, anxiety's high cause I don't trust them
Not playing buddy buddy, if things seem funny, then I'm cutthroat
Oh didn't you hear, I gut jokes, never could lean on a snot nose
Cause if all their hustle is bull, that means we've spotted the pot roast
I've got a lot more
To say
Been left astray then gained more insight
Been in my brain, day to day
I lost the train that I had in mind
Over the edge, watch em topple
Under their heads like El Chapo
Aim for the Moon like I'm Pop Smoke, prolly why I need a proctor
Prolly why I need a doctor in hypochondriac wording
Always been too observant, that's probably why I was deserted
Fuck a sob story though,
I got God's glory ho
Imma get that penthouse view, as far as tall stories go
And please don't fall for me slow, that's just a long stony road
Pack a million for a show, apparitions of Holy Ghosts
Left me to rot,
you should've known I'm stubborn
You're not getting off
you should've known I'm trouble
Left me to rot,
you should've known I'm stubborn
You're not getting off
you should've known you're under

Surrounded by fire like Michael Myers in the cellar
She's shouting for Yeller, but only Cujo's here to help her
She wanted a dog, not a poodle to her rescue
So what is the prob, I came sooner just to help you
Don't have shooters on call, but if there's rumors involved
Bet, I could send out a message and get some hellions to hunt them
Tryna function in the function, anxiety's high cause I don't trust them
Not playing buddy buddy, if things seem funny, then I'm cutthroat
Oh didn't you hear, I gut jokes, never could lean on a snot nose
Cause if all their hustle is bull, that means we've spotted the pot roast
I've got a lot more
To say
Been left astray then gained more insight
Been in my brain, day to day
I lost the train that I had in mind
Over the edge, watch em topple
Under their heads like El Chapo
Aim for the Moon like I'm Pop Smoke, prolly why I need a proctor
Prolly why I need a doctor in hypochondriac wording
Always been too observant, that's probably why I was deserted
Fuck a sob story though,
I got God's glory ho
Imma get that penthouse view, as far as tall stories go
And please don't fall for me slow, that's just a long stony road
Pack a million for a show, apparitions of Holy Ghosts
Left me to rot,
you should've known I'm stubborn
You're not getting off
you should've known I'm trouble
Left me to rot,
you should've known I'm stubborn
You're not getting off
you should've known you're under