Tyler
Tyler dirty flex
All in my head
Did I forget whats wrong
Yeah yeah
Sky high on a jet
Blowing up while I pretend i'm calm
Yeah
Say I make mistakes too often
When you can't
Got susie in the closet
But she miss my correspondent
And im breathing to a track now
And my heartbeat in the background
And my kitchen flooded with tears as she cried
from the next
You level me out
It feel good like I pinch myself
I talk so much I dont know much else
Don't know what I seen I guess you can tell
Say fuck this bro
Im leaving for now
Went back two times felt like I punched myself
I don't want your sympathy but I need your help
Telling stories that I dont even believe myself
Tyler dirty flex
All in my head
Did I forget whats wrong
Yeah yeah
Sky high on a jet
Blowing up while I pretend i'm calm
Yeah
Breathing in a coffin
In time for my post mortem
I take outrageous risks but
The cause of death was boredom
Sadly i'm out of time now
My vision is distorted
But I know that I will wake up
And you'll be there in the morning
That's when it go south
Real cause of death was shortness of breath
I still get upset she blue ticks my texts
On the quest for my self respect
But I still love to go out
That's why I sleep with you on my chest
You the only one that's gon' be with me in this mess
Cause every day we do shit that I won't forget
Tyler dirty flex
All in my head
Did I forget whats wrong
Yeah yeah
Sky high on a jet
Blowing up while I pretend i'm calm
Yeah
All in my head
Did I forget whats wrong
Yeah yeah
Sky high on a jet
Blowing up while I pretend i'm calm
Yeah
Say I make mistakes too often
When you can't
Got susie in the closet
But she miss my correspondent
And im breathing to a track now
And my heartbeat in the background
And my kitchen flooded with tears as she cried
from the next
You level me out
It feel good like I pinch myself
I talk so much I dont know much else
Don't know what I seen I guess you can tell
Say fuck this bro
Im leaving for now
Went back two times felt like I punched myself
I don't want your sympathy but I need your help
Telling stories that I dont even believe myself
Tyler dirty flex
All in my head
Did I forget whats wrong
Yeah yeah
Sky high on a jet
Blowing up while I pretend i'm calm
Yeah
Breathing in a coffin
In time for my post mortem
I take outrageous risks but
The cause of death was boredom
Sadly i'm out of time now
My vision is distorted
But I know that I will wake up
And you'll be there in the morning
That's when it go south
Real cause of death was shortness of breath
I still get upset she blue ticks my texts
On the quest for my self respect
But I still love to go out
That's why I sleep with you on my chest
You the only one that's gon' be with me in this mess
Cause every day we do shit that I won't forget
Tyler dirty flex
All in my head
Did I forget whats wrong
Yeah yeah
Sky high on a jet
Blowing up while I pretend i'm calm
Yeah
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Writer(s): Oliver Sebastian Rodigan, Jay Vincenzo Mooncie, Cole Abbon Basta
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