1-800-273-8255suicide Hotline - TatumUltimatum by TulsaDrip$quad Lyrics
Tatum Ultimatum
(Chorus)
I don't, I don't, I don't, think to stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, when you, Message me about your feelings
You feeling all gloomy and red hot
I know it can be hard
You're playing tug of war with the gravity
You may think I don't understand, when I've met death thrice already
(Verse 1)
Suicide is a pussy it ain't gotta chance
Fucking with my friend's mind's like it wanna dance
Imma square up with it, have talk with death
Ask em what the fucks up
He can take me next
Uhhhhhh
Wait a minute, is you tripping?
No I'm not
Count up relatives, count up the homies, I gotta plot
Seems, Imma pisces, ready or not, here I come to thicken the plot
Like some linguini fucking pasta
(Hook)
You are God
Don't deny it
You are God
Don't Deny it
Whatever you make, is the shit
You the flyest!
What you make, is the shit
You the flyest!
(Verse 2)
I don't believe you should leave just yet. (Shouldn't leave yet)
Scroll through all the messages I have sent. (All the messages I have sent) (And I can't forget)
Tears drip down the screen, I sure hope that you aren't dead. (That you aren't dead)
You humbled me and made my heart feel warm again
(Made my heart feel warm again!)
(Chorus)
I don't, I don't, I don't, think to stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, when you, Message me about your feelings
You feeling all gloomy and red hot
I know it can be hard
You're playing tug of war with the gravity
You may think I don't understand, when I've met death thrice already
(Chorus)
I don't, I don't, I don't, think to stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, when you, Message me about your feelings
You feeling all gloomy and red hot
I know it can be hard
You're playing tug of war with the gravity
You may think I don't understand, when I've met death thrice already
(Verse 1)
Suicide is a pussy it ain't gotta chance
Fucking with my friend's mind's like it wanna dance
Imma square up with it, have talk with death
Ask em what the fucks up
He can take me next
Uhhhhhh
Wait a minute, is you tripping?
No I'm not
Count up relatives, count up the homies, I gotta plot
Seems, Imma pisces, ready or not, here I come to thicken the plot
Like some linguini fucking pasta
(Hook)
You are God
Don't deny it
You are God
Don't Deny it
Whatever you make, is the shit
You the flyest!
What you make, is the shit
You the flyest!
(Verse 2)
I don't believe you should leave just yet. (Shouldn't leave yet)
Scroll through all the messages I have sent. (All the messages I have sent) (And I can't forget)
Tears drip down the screen, I sure hope that you aren't dead. (That you aren't dead)
You humbled me and made my heart feel warm again
(Made my heart feel warm again!)
(Chorus)
I don't, I don't, I don't, think to stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, when you, Message me about your feelings
You feeling all gloomy and red hot
I know it can be hard
You're playing tug of war with the gravity
You may think I don't understand, when I've met death thrice already