Lyrics:
(talking)
This that boy Sinner Tone, better known to y'all
And essay is cocked strong, giving you something
To ride and get high to, I'm chilling in
was broke, the prefix
My book say "Why y'all gave that nigga some cash?"
I wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? Here it goes
Hard to follow my dreams
son, let's go out and play"
Sometimes it seems like yesterday
And I'd climb up the closet shelf
When I was all by myself
Grab his hat and fix the brim
Protecting what we had
But I thought I'd let you know
I'm done writing stupid love songs
About all these situations I made up in my head
I kept myself in
song be a hit
And no I can't really dance so first let me grab myself a beer, baby girl (Lets slow dance, Lets slow dance)
Let's slow dance to yo
targeting experts
Attacking perspective
So you lose self-respect and follow directives
Buy this buy that
Getting by on a fart
It smell's funky all our money
hurting while I'm sound asleep
Little do you know
All my mistakes are slowly drowning me
Little do you know
I'm tryna pick myself up piece by piece
Little
all of my secrets
And you know I always keep em
Cause I'm always alone
And that's bad for my health
Put myself on a shelf
Cooking my brain
I'm talking
don’t wanna write another love song
Everybody know that I’m in love so
It’s only right that I paint a Picasso
Of myself as king without a castle
Need
I Hereby
Write this song with intentions it'll help me right the wrongs in my past
I am past all that petty shit
Breaking hearts
Scary shit
Taking
me! Laughs in boyfriend
Everyone else had fallen down
Took it upon myself to go
Saw nothing but him all around now upon you!
Menacing laughter
it's sunny skies
It is gloomy inside when the world outside
Just don't seem right
But I'm sitting by myself and
Watching it pass by
And I'm thinking
having you by my side
Fuck you and all the ways you look at me
I'm no hero this is all I will ever be
Each day feels like a dream
So I keep on asking,
someone else
The singer singing all his songs
With nobody there to sing along
The sinner righting all his wrongs
Oh, aren't I just so god damn strong
never care
I thought that I could make song and never care if it was never shared
But now I'm fuckin' scared. I'm fucking terrified
I almost got hit by
feeling like Roddy
I'm Ricch like I'm Bron a king I embody
I'm writing the songs, you all getting bodied
I'm righting my wrongs, created by Bonnie
Never
memories all the good times stay in the past
Small kids with a big laugh
Never thought that yours wouldnt last
On the freeway going like ninety
We was just
was Ceelo
Got my back to all these haters like I'm rocking Vlone
If you paying for the feature I sell by the kilos
I've been acting like the people I
dialect
Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect
And my reflection shows what it's like here
'Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights, yeah
It's
nights
And I know deep down
It'll all be alright
So while I sit in this bar
Playing this cheap guitar
I'll sing all those same old songs
About a brand new
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
of the reasons why I'm doin my own thang
Now I know you've heard the song, so mind your own mane
And you'll be fine and you be cool
And all you young
heard the song, so mind your own mane
And you'll be fine and you be cool
And all you young brothas, you better stay in school
Quit runnin around tryin
am now
Taking my turns, myself, everyday see different
Go make a little sense, but I'm not really surprised
I didn't stay that long
Y'all watching me
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