Don't Wanna Die (Campfire Song)
Aye girl I got my own money
I got my own crib
I got my own car yeah I got my own whip
I got my shit together girl I'm on some grown shit
But let me take sometime I need someone to grow with
Aye
I'm caught up in the moment
Just let me take you home quick
I'll tell you how you want it
I'm on my way to your crib
Smoking driving my whip
I get high as a bitch
That's just to handle this shit
I pray my candle stay lit
Long after I'm gone
They gonna play this song
And realize that they ain't alone
But be like damn I miss him
Something was missin
He always wanted more
That was my way of livin
Yeah yeah
But I don't wanna die quite yet
I haven't live enough life quite yet
Some pills are hard to swallow
Impossible to digest
The shortest end of the stick
The one that I always get
The one that I always get
See you look like you upset
Well was it something I said
I apologize for listening to what comes out of my head
Your body like a queen a face that I can't forget
Makes me get all nervous and my palms start to sweat
Asking if you got plans or if you down to jet
Cause I got some big things I been thinking about
I'm captivated by the words that's Coming out of your mouth
I don't want
I dont want nothing from you but time
Nothing but truth no lies
Nothing and no one is you
You're always around
You're my satellite
I got my own crib
I got my own car yeah I got my own whip
I got my shit together girl I'm on some grown shit
But let me take sometime I need someone to grow with
Aye
I'm caught up in the moment
Just let me take you home quick
I'll tell you how you want it
I'm on my way to your crib
Smoking driving my whip
I get high as a bitch
That's just to handle this shit
I pray my candle stay lit
Long after I'm gone
They gonna play this song
And realize that they ain't alone
But be like damn I miss him
Something was missin
He always wanted more
That was my way of livin
Yeah yeah
But I don't wanna die quite yet
I haven't live enough life quite yet
Some pills are hard to swallow
Impossible to digest
The shortest end of the stick
The one that I always get
The one that I always get
See you look like you upset
Well was it something I said
I apologize for listening to what comes out of my head
Your body like a queen a face that I can't forget
Makes me get all nervous and my palms start to sweat
Asking if you got plans or if you down to jet
Cause I got some big things I been thinking about
I'm captivated by the words that's Coming out of your mouth
I don't want
I dont want nothing from you but time
Nothing but truth no lies
Nothing and no one is you
You're always around
You're my satellite
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Bruns
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