Lyrics:
time
I stopped by to say my last words
It's been a while since you've heard my story
And what's been happening to me
I spent my whole life
Not knowing
timeouts in a rocket can't be grounded
My ship it start to thicken up from all the ounces
By day I drip like this
Rosé got hits like this
Get this lettuce I
to meet you MOTHERFUCK THAT, nice to mush ya
The twenty and twenty the bottles the bottles
Of beer of beer on the wall on the wall
The twenty
your girl, it's a sloppy meeting (Sloppy!)
It was last summer, I was riding in a Civic
Smoking jane just like I miss it
Off the pills, I was a misfit
I
gon
Be screaming you on one
I'm all about making you moan
All through the night into the morn
Don't try to act like this your last time
Cause when you
woah
Smoking on the opp want taste roll
Jay Z and I don't really chase them hoes
Last time I tried I almost dropped my pole
Nigga said fuck nice had
now I just need a good time, bad
'Cause my beer needs a beer, my smoke needs a smoke
My buzz needs a rocket and my rockin' needs some roll
My
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour, nine A.M.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
On a drive-by rocket ride
Caught in a storm and I'm running away
I never should have landed
Here in Flush Factory
I'm swinging through the rooftop
Without any
like a pile of clay
When's the last time that you saw a villain with a cape?
Ripped a gaping hole in it, flipped out
Ripped down the drapes
Tied 'em
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
'cause time flies, don't it?
The beauty of life, you gotta make it last for the better
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Nice cars, livin' like a star club
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
the plague
The living death
Closing his icy grip around the whole planet
Then the rumors started
The last hardcore MC's were working on a cure
That would
taking off like a rocket
Times had got tough I was dealing with trauma
Face to face with a bottle I would drink until I vomit
No money in my pocket I
vision and I'm only up by 6
I ain't got time for picks
I'm tucking it as soon as I read the blitz
It's a brand new ass year 2022
What I did last last year
Roll in the tank, we feelin' fly
A bottle of glue for all of my guys
Lil' bitch, you can run, but you cannot hide
Swervin' the cops, my Glock on my
It's alright
A good night never know when's the last time
Yeah
Imma keep this at 10
And we all with a friends
Let me get this again, ey
Yeah, yeah,
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
It's harder to feel, this bottle could heal
I see
whiskey on the ice tonight
I swear to you this is my last time
I think I had too much to drink
Left my phone right by the sink
Sent you one too many texts
any bottle
Gang why he moving so flagrant
He get turned to a patient
And that ass throw her back it's amazing
Off a perc throw it back I be quaking
And a tropical state of mind
And of course you add some wine
And that's when it's time to play
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
Wake up and I see crime
All of us we on it's eat time
My homies love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the same time, throwing B signs
Throwing 'em back
my last album flopped
Two, it wasn't my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But guess what?
(I'm whiskey
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