Lyrics:
gon' have nothing left
Come on
Gon' be the best I ever spent
Gon' be the best I ever spent
Act stupid wit it
So many models in the club I'm throwing
Some days I'm so alone
That my only friends are fucking ghosts
Glad to see I'm not above learning the same thing twice
Lost my mind
This happens all
I was wondering maybe
Could i make you my baby
And we do the unthinkable
Would that make me so crazy
If you ask me I'm ready
Ask me I'm ready I'm
This is it, what
Ben Franklin fallin' from the sky,
Let's get rich, what I cut the cake, you split the pie,
We can't quit, what,
I'm all in, that's
Ice on my neck diamond lookin' like Mardi Gras
I turn it up now I'm makin' your body hot
Kick in'the door to the party I'm outta pocket
Fly out
quand on m'parle
C'est plus que la merde dans mon crâne
J'entends plus rien quand on m'parle
J'ai peur de trop penser mais j'peux pas m'éteindre
Ok j'ai
pretend I ain't what you want in a man
Enough's enough
I been thinking bout us
I'm willing to wait
I'm willing to earn your trust
Do whatever it takes
I'm
We never speak on the mission
Money brings problems but so do addiction
Just like a Tesla, I'm always self-driven
Drugs in my body and richer than
No longer stuck in my prime
I've been realigned to something that's ahead of my time
Nothing left to figure out so we just going in blind
I'm putting
Music school so goddamn dumb
That everything just might go numb
I'm here but am I here to play
Why do I feel this way
Feeling addiction kicking in
2K dans un jean
C'est pas moi , l'alcool m'agite
Et ta bitchy qui m'excite
Chez pas si tout ça existe
Fuck j'vais claquer au Mexique
J'suis out ,
with a thug
Say you never had real
Say you never had real love
I'm just trynna show you different
I'm just really trynna kick it
I know you proud ah me,
I've been thinking bout you every day, every night
Don't know if you want me but hope that I'm right
Boy, you're messing with me, I been losing my
that I'm a heretic
I wrapped it up so you can't smell the shit
Irish blood I'm from the Celtics
I shot his ass with this kill tech
He can't talk to me,
Bitch I got smoke in my lungs
Bitch I got dope on my sweater
She told me I am the one
But I know that she'll find better
I'm tryna go to November
I
I'm not going to heaven
Bitch, I'm going to hell
I'm sorry mama
Tell my dad, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry'
I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride
I'm die,
You're still calling me
Stop calling me
I'm done with this
Don't start with me
Y-Yuhhhhhh
Ask me if I'm really rich
Ok I made this shit happen
But we
you with
You lost me I'm a lunatic
Shrimps following a school of fish
Don't cross me, crucifix
I'm cool as shit, I know
And too legit, you faux
LOE that
I told you don't fall in love with me cause I'm not good for you
You'll wait a long, long time but still I'll never be enough for you
But I keep
out, Eureka
He a cowboy so I'm a ride him like Yeehaw
Serve slay cunt, mmm, that's the baddie procedure
He ain't never been with a baddie, he just admire
Just an emotional baggage that you give me
And boy I'm tired of the fact that you don't even miss
E.M. Martin's a run it big, boy
E.M. Martin's a run
Yeah these bitches think I kid
But I'm out here making hits
Better watch your girl
I might just fuck ya bitch
She don't even rap
But I love the way
now daydreams come alive
You look so different tonight, don't know why
I'm just a second away from falling in love with you
I'm just a second away from
out the door
I'm a rebel, I'm a sinner, play it off like a winner
I'm down to go again
Pick it up and go again
Ooh
Even if we die young, at least we
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