Lyrics:
to death and write his obituary
I don't want the crown if it means I'm part of your weak ass bummy watered down
And completely hard to repeat phrased crummy
I'm anything but what you think I am
Ohh let me show you the man
Don't get me wrong I'm not some monster but I'm
Not living up to what you put me
Love me in the morning
Fight me in the evening
Why you hit him up girl
Try to catch me sleeping
Swear I’m going crazy
See you on the weekend
I’m just
I just need a way out
Of my head
Sometimes I open my eyes
And all I see is stars
And then I'm paralyzed
It makes me crave the dark
It's pretty
I said I'm sitting
Sitting back and I'm chillin
Say I'm gifted
Rolling up I got room for more
Its different
Till the end I go harden out
My mission
I be going stupid in my white shirt
In my white shirt
I got new hoes
Man that’s light work
In my white shirt
In my white shirt
And I’m too cold in my
like a leak
Okay I'm drippin' like a leak and
Litty every weekend
Shorties in my DM got so many I don't read em
Then they gon' be at me on the tl with
home
I'm not alone
With you by my side
I heard them say Jesus lives
But the devil walks
And the devil talks when ever he's in
So I pray on my knees
And shove them down your fucking mind
So that you could go fucking crazy, like I'm going fucking crazy
Oh, yes! These fucking demons, they're gonna haunt you
what I'm gonna do
Do I give up, not with everything I'm going through
But I won't cuz it isn't worth the time
Stay standing still, when without this I'll
Yeah, nigga
Yeah, we in the booth right now
You know what I'm sayin'?
You know I just showed my mom this shit, just the rough shit I've been makes
my navy blue (Aye)
Now I'm ready with this drip I'm cold
Not gonna hide myself no more
Boots on my feet make me feel bold
Always was on the honor roll
Flex hard no gymnast
Throwin Up C’s but nah I ain’t crippin
Grinding no skateboard no rip stick
Big yop to yo mouth no lipstick
I’m a young nigga
have to kill you
How you gone snake me for a plug
I'm thankful god revealed you
I'm a homebody for a reason, I'm so emotional
I'll lose my mind and get
D I'm way too drunk for this shit
Frat (Nigga)
Frat (Nigga)
Frat (Nigga)
Frat (Nigga)
Frat (Nigga)
Frat (Nigga)
Nigga Nigga Nigga
I rep my frat
It's been a minute since you called me
Start to feel like I’m falling, down
By myself I’m really balling, now
It's got to the point man we been
just wanna love you
I'm not gonna hurt you
I'm just kinda scared to
Know how you feel
'Cause I think too much, woah
'Cause I think too much, woah
Didn’t go school, but I’m still smarter
Shoot on the web like Peter Parker
Never like me, bit more like Karius
Kicked out the league you were
Oh oh Oh Oh oh
I’m alone
I’m gone
Mille pon dis
Oh Oh Oh oh oh oh
I be lost
All This demons all keep calling
Demons keep calling
Tryna please my soul
Now I'm pissed
I'm an abomination
A madman's creation
I didn't die just to be reanimated
My whole body's hurtin
And brain is rattlin
This doesn't even
just some
I'm so faded I'm numb
I'm not dumb I'm just young
Love
Is a reason why I'm on these drugs again
I'm trying hard not to fall again
But, pool
hazy, a little too much for me
And still I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I want you, I want you
Just a head's up I'm goin down
There's nothing
MOURNTEO
This year was awful and been a big mouthful
Got glock to his face and I'm takin' his tonsils (Ye)
I'm chillin' with Donald, he fuck with no
Ain't think I would get rich, lil' bitch I told you
Nigga can't tell me shit, bitch I don't owe you
Nada, lil' nigga better speak proper
I'm not nice
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