Sad Boys [*coughs*] Yung Sherman on the beat man, Yung Sherm
I don't care about money, so yeah I spend it quick I'm a real life mannequin, get it then I dip In a Percocet river, I got gills like a fish Look like they wanna kill me, but they can only wish I hop out the whip, make it rain in the fit All this ice make you drip, she got blood on her lip I got tired of that shit, so I erase my wish Fuck bein' famous, I don't need all that shit
High! High! You high like me? Why, why they stare at me? (Sad Boys) Fly, fly! Get fly like me (like me) Right, right! On time, baby
Ravens guard that house I just keep them within You presume that you know me, you don't know where I've been Tree house of horror tryna' heal from within Everything is dusty, but to me is still mint Can't trust myself, I keep changing the shit Keep thinkin' back, but I don't need what I miss Aquarium of life inside my mind, this is trip (They good) Much better, now I just don't understand it
I still love you to death, Louis V on my hip Snakes 'round my house and my clocks don't tick I still love you to death, Louis V on my hip Snakes 'round my house and my clocks don't tick
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Compositores: Axel Tufvesson (STIM), Jonatan Aron Leandoer Haastad (Jonatan Aron Leandoer Hastad) (STIM)Editor: Sony/ATV Music Publishing Allegro KbAdministração: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #17481852 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM