Pick Up the Pieces (Outro) - Gucci Mane, Bruno Mars & Kodak Black

What did I say, what did I do Look in the mirror, I'm black and blue Some Johnnie Walker Black and some Dunhill Reds Starting to think it was something I said It's getting kinda late and we both know Time to pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces and go It's not so hard living life on the skids I'm alright, it's kinda hard on my kids Easy for you to pass judgment on my life But you don't, you don't have my four ex wives I may not place or show But I pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces and go I worked part time but I got fired 'Cause it's a full time job just being me Can't blame the boss if you don't show up Can't blame your car if you ride the bus Burning bridges, you reap what you sow I gots to pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces and go They pulled my over on my ten speed bike Who knew you still could get a DUI Like what they've done with the early kind of jail My lawyer says I'm too broke to post bail Maybe I could work and sweep the floors Until they pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces and go Oh man Try to tell me I was drunk and disorderly Pick up the pieces and go I was just drunk Well maybe a little disorderly Pick up the pieces and go

Dada daa-da da-daa Dada daa-da da-da-daa She says her hearts been broken, Too many times So now she keeps her guard up She's got to play tough I tell her to let me in She hesitates, she's afraid She says the last time she's been there Is soso heartache, yea And everytime she gives her heart All she gets back is broken pieces Everytime she opens up All she gets back is disappointment We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, oh We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, mm Cause every broken heart(oooh) Can be mended And every sad situation (oooh-oooh) We all get hurt in We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, yea Dada daa-da da-daa(pick them up) Dada daa-da da-da-daa(pick them up) I said my hearts been broken So i know, how it feels Its just like a raw deal, where you've been cut short, yea See there is nothing like real love, And for that you have to chance Its above all costs Its priceless So priceless And every time you give your heart, All you get back is broken pieces And every time you open up All you get back is disappointment We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, mm Cause every broken heart Can be mended And every sad situation We all get hurt in We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, oh We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, yea Cause every broken heart Can be mended And every sad situation We all get hurt in We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, We've got to pick up the pieces, pick up the pieces yea, yea

Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me... Back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit! Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite Fuck no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want a? Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so? Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my beemer confetti I'm? 18 with the chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like freddy Not jackson, kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just? E a g a got bakers Eastside, can I roll through decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci get paper