Lyrics:
ye, 200 dash
12 in cash, potatoes are mashed, dash dash dash
Never cook, clean, or take flights
But im a pro at lie, scam, and gaslight
There were 5
Go
Nigga, I'm on the road with a whole fuckin "O" in the trunk it's right next to the drake
She callin' my phone, shorty, I ain't awake
If I'm
Lately all these thoughts are driving me crazy
Drain my heart on any beat
But somehow it never seem to repay me
Will I make it guess the answer is
And momma there go that man
God damn they don't understand
Shit didn't happen by chance
Been out her grinding for it
Never made a plan b
Still there's no
senses
Am the fifth god one god above drake
I don't start this but drake finish brake
Got a budget for the lawyer thou
I put my trust in my hustle
I put my
going to be around in ten?
Most people fall off in two and never get touched by the sun
One day these rappers gon be like my goated young grandsons
Plus
Cecille will pick out all your clothes
Blue is her best color, no red I think
Your bath is drawn by Mrs. Greer
Soap, no, bubbles, I think
Annette
thought I found it all when I found her
Shopping sprees on whatever coast
How'd you really feel, I may never know
And as I ride through these streets
With
love
Now I'm living on my own
Since my baby set me free
Seems I hurt her pride
And caused her misery
She never understands
To keep me satisfied
[Chorus]
Well I'm hanging up my heart, in the lodge in the bunkhouse
I don't wanna be wounded by the wrong kind of love
No more rodeo dances, no
nothing but fake 'em
I can't really feel much my heart is in fragments
Voided the warranty can't get replacements
Never be satisfied
Never will sleep
I’ll never be satisfied
I don’t care about what they say
But I need to stay
Fine by me
We don’t have much to lose
Like fools
We’re chasing our
jealous
This could be the time this could be the time, the time of my life
everything I need, never satisfied
This should be the time, this should be
‘Born To Die’ Lyrics
Written by Ethan Uno-Portillo
Verse 1
(Baby you and I were born to die)
Your empty words and countless lies
Never left my
Smoking weed, true indeed
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Check it out
Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
Been to the mount, seen the other side
Money back, number one, guaranteed
Sole-satisfied
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
at a broker shop
As long as he would play it by the railroad side
And wouldn't get in trouble he was satisfied
But never thought that there would come
to know
You're by my side
Cause we're just two high hearts
That beat as one forever on
With love times love to keep us satisfied every night
so my
just want to get a hold of you)
But you're never satisfied, (never satisfied)
When I had you right by my side (right by my side)
Got me sipping on this
Keep you glad keep you satisfied, I'll
Make you bread make you turn the tide, I'll
Disconnect give you all my time
That I never seem to find
That you'll
In compliance with your desire
I want you to be satisfied
Even when you're going higher
I’ll come with you, I'm by your side
Shelter bender
We
In compliance with your desire
I want you to be satisfied
Even when you're going higher
I’ll come with you, I'm by your side
Shelter bender
We
like magic
In the morning
Magic late at night
Everything you're doing
I'm right by your side
Because we are something special
Something real true
And I
You know Im never satisfied with this shitiuation that we call society
Cause every day of our lives we sit by a watch the masses suffering from
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