by The Mess They Made Lyrics Sung By Rod Wave From The Album Last Lap. The Lyrics Of The Song Written By Lyricist Rod Wave. Music Of This Song Is Composed By The Music Director Rod Wave. Last Lap Album Song The Mess They Made Is Released Under The Label Of RodWave.
The Mess They Made Last Lap Album Song Detail
Song: The Mess They Made
Album: Last Lap
Singer: Rod Wave
Lyrics: Rod Wave
Music: Rod Wave
Label: RodWave
The Mess They Made Lyrics
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Oh, oh
Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
(FOREVEROLLING)
Drifting away, moving apart
Never stopping
I hope that this stops (Nah)
Now I’m feeling that this is running away (Yeah-yeah)
Look, uh
I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin’ on the inside
And all through the day, I’ll be okay
Check on me through the night (Okay)
You know life’s like a party, ’til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you’re stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (Uh, uh-uh, uh, mm)
Cleaning up the mess they made, mm, uh
And now you’re stuck cleaning up the mess they made (Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)
Mess they made (Look, look, cleaning up the mess)
I don’t wanna hear about the shit you say, shut your mouth
You know you can’t run no game, bitch, I came out that South
Like my mama used to tell me, way-way back in the day
“Nigga, you ain’t got no motherfuckin’ maids in this house”
Ho, you ain’t gon’ play no games in this house, I kick her out
I’m the one who lit your flame, bitch, go tell me what this ’bout
I’m the biggest in the world, how I feel
No matter what I feel, won’t tell no girl how I feel, that’s just real
I’m the one that you had run to when he broke your heart
Laid up in my bed, conversatin’ in the dark
Then ’round him, run home when you gettin’, find out you’re trouble
Go home and block my number
Play his heart, then play my heart (Dirt-ass), bitch, fuck you
I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin’ on the inside
And all through the day, I’ll be okay (Okay)
Check on me through the night
You know life’s like a party, ’til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you’re stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (Uh)
Cleaning up the mess they made (Yeah-yeah), uh
And now you’re stuck cleaning up the mess they made
The mess they made (Like, I told you, “Great Gatsby”)
Cleaning up the mess they made
In that dark place, so you know I’m in the dark, homie
Cold-ass, boy, what it sound like?
Grrah
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