Hypergraphia Freestyle
Looking in the light
I woke up this morning
With a feeling like
I don't wanna die
I was in the car for
45 minutes thinking
I don't want this life
But i know that everybody
Thinks shit like that
Like that
Yeah
Amphetamine salts
Everybody's got a different work ethic
Or so I been told
I'm just tryna stack this money to the ceiling
Before I get old
But I know that everybody fears shit
Like that
Like that
Let me on down
To the very core
Of your body
I need solid ground
I've been so lonesome lately
If your around
Because nobody ever
Made me feel good like that
Like that
I need another night like this
Fucking all night like this
I know
I need another night like this
Can't give up a night like this
I know
Let me on down
To the very core
Of your body
I need solid ground
I been so lonesome lately
If your around
Because nobody ever
Made me feel good like that
Like that
Know your mine
Babe We went and died
And came back
A different kind
Everybody wants to get high
And fuck off sometimes
Because nobody ever feels good
When they're missed
When missed
We Met when I was 24
Pulled up to your gated door
We were fucking in a parked car
Yeah, Yeah
Getting head in wild hawk
I woke up this morning
With a feeling like
I don't wanna die
I was in the car for
45 minutes thinking
I don't want this life
But i know that everybody
Thinks shit like that
Like that
Yeah
Amphetamine salts
Everybody's got a different work ethic
Or so I been told
I'm just tryna stack this money to the ceiling
Before I get old
But I know that everybody fears shit
Like that
Like that
Let me on down
To the very core
Of your body
I need solid ground
I've been so lonesome lately
If your around
Because nobody ever
Made me feel good like that
Like that
I need another night like this
Fucking all night like this
I know
I need another night like this
Can't give up a night like this
I know
Let me on down
To the very core
Of your body
I need solid ground
I been so lonesome lately
If your around
Because nobody ever
Made me feel good like that
Like that
Know your mine
Babe We went and died
And came back
A different kind
Everybody wants to get high
And fuck off sometimes
Because nobody ever feels good
When they're missed
When missed
We Met when I was 24
Pulled up to your gated door
We were fucking in a parked car
Yeah, Yeah
Getting head in wild hawk
Credits
Writer(s): Conner Broderick
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