Cigaretts
Run my money up to end up down in a hole
Burn my wallet through my pockets over diamonds and gold
Catch some feelings just to end up feeling even more low
Press replay cuz I don't learn, whats wrong with me I don't know
Momma said I need to stop spending this money for show
Homie said watch who be close to you cuz half em gon fold
Funny how the world become more dull as you get more old
Ain't no shit that you can do that's just the way that life goes
It got me stressing stressing stressing got me chain smoking these cigarettes
I ain't usually do this but lately I've been a fucking mess
Way that I been living caught in bullshit to my fucking neck
Guess life tryna tell me apply more pressure whenever I step
Running running to the bag man I ain't ever need no help
Need that money fast could give a fuck about my mental health
Been a minute since I really felt just like my fucking self
Guess that I changed and I gotta get used to it oh well
I got that aqua talkin agua
no wawanakwa
That water water water drippity drop yuh
Like Rasta twist my ganga up like my locs yuh
I'm high up think I'm gone I'll see you manana
She got a grip on my soul no anaconda
Like talking awful tough get hit with pirahanas
I'm crashing falling fast I feel like dropping
Said Houston come in contact we have a problem
Venomous cold-blooded man I feel like a Komodo
Like a cigarette you toxic but I wanna hit it more tho
Turn to a magician if you tag me in a photo
Watch me disappear you find me act like I don't know yo
I turned cold as my diamonds and my diamonds cold as froyo
She tryna catch me blushing tryna color DJ rojo
Tryna pour some up love how the syrup got me slo-mo
But it's okay cuz I know that I'm bound to get some dome oh
Said oh no DJ out here ducking the popo
Said oh no I might go back to doing coco
I don't know all this bullshit it got me loco
I'm stressing I'm in pain and yo that's fosho tho
Said oh no DJ out here ducking the popo
Said oh no I might go back to doing coco
I don't know all this bullshit it got me loco
I'm stressing I'm in pain and yo that's fosho tho
It got me stressing stressing stressing got me chain smoking these cigarettes
I ain't usually do this but lately I've been a fucking mess
Way that I been living caught in bullshit to my fucking neck
Guess life tryna tell me apply more pressure whenever I step
Running running to the bag man I ain't ever need no help
Need that money fast could give a fuck about my mental health
Been a minute since I really felt just like my fucking self
Guess that I changed and I gotta get used to it oh well
Burn my wallet through my pockets over diamonds and gold
Catch some feelings just to end up feeling even more low
Press replay cuz I don't learn, whats wrong with me I don't know
Momma said I need to stop spending this money for show
Homie said watch who be close to you cuz half em gon fold
Funny how the world become more dull as you get more old
Ain't no shit that you can do that's just the way that life goes
It got me stressing stressing stressing got me chain smoking these cigarettes
I ain't usually do this but lately I've been a fucking mess
Way that I been living caught in bullshit to my fucking neck
Guess life tryna tell me apply more pressure whenever I step
Running running to the bag man I ain't ever need no help
Need that money fast could give a fuck about my mental health
Been a minute since I really felt just like my fucking self
Guess that I changed and I gotta get used to it oh well
I got that aqua talkin agua
no wawanakwa
That water water water drippity drop yuh
Like Rasta twist my ganga up like my locs yuh
I'm high up think I'm gone I'll see you manana
She got a grip on my soul no anaconda
Like talking awful tough get hit with pirahanas
I'm crashing falling fast I feel like dropping
Said Houston come in contact we have a problem
Venomous cold-blooded man I feel like a Komodo
Like a cigarette you toxic but I wanna hit it more tho
Turn to a magician if you tag me in a photo
Watch me disappear you find me act like I don't know yo
I turned cold as my diamonds and my diamonds cold as froyo
She tryna catch me blushing tryna color DJ rojo
Tryna pour some up love how the syrup got me slo-mo
But it's okay cuz I know that I'm bound to get some dome oh
Said oh no DJ out here ducking the popo
Said oh no I might go back to doing coco
I don't know all this bullshit it got me loco
I'm stressing I'm in pain and yo that's fosho tho
Said oh no DJ out here ducking the popo
Said oh no I might go back to doing coco
I don't know all this bullshit it got me loco
I'm stressing I'm in pain and yo that's fosho tho
It got me stressing stressing stressing got me chain smoking these cigarettes
I ain't usually do this but lately I've been a fucking mess
Way that I been living caught in bullshit to my fucking neck
Guess life tryna tell me apply more pressure whenever I step
Running running to the bag man I ain't ever need no help
Need that money fast could give a fuck about my mental health
Been a minute since I really felt just like my fucking self
Guess that I changed and I gotta get used to it oh well
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Writer(s): Donald Betterbed
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