Rapunzel
Yeah, yeah
Hey, I'm on the night club
Yeah, yeah, aye
Girl with the long hair I fuck with
The head hangin' out the window
You would think it's Rapunzel
I got my funds up, so humble like Fundsworth
LH914 on me, that's Lufthansa
That mean that I'm fly
TBHG carry me, I can't die
Walkin' on clouds, can't bury me alive
I used to crack and play suicide
I was scared of the night (Sheesh)
Astoria Waldorf
Ayy, find me on the top floor
This been hazin' like Tom Ford
In my final days, I will go out raw
I get nervous when I pass a cop car
Swear then when I was broke
My community in love with me for speakin' the true
Industry hopin' that I choke
This be the rеason I'm alone, yeah
This be thе reason you and me don't rock no more
And this be the reason that I'm cold, yeah
This be the reason I do not answer calls
Ayy, they cuss me out on this side
You know that I be gettin' up
Ayy, they push me down on that side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
And even if they buss on this side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
'Cause I can never get done
Bullet proof soul, come and hit me up
Yo, fool, I ain't never givin' up
Ridin' alone most of my days
'Cause I don't trust no one that comes 'cross my way, yeah
I know they smile in my face
Behind my back, yeah, I know what they say
Yeah, he said this and yeah, he done that
And yeah, he turn heard, but never call back
And yeah, he owe him, but never pay back
Got the new S-Class, I heard this a Maybach
Skrr, skrr, yeah, had to switch up the lane
Same old number, bro, switch out the name
Don't try to claim that the checkers are fame
Try to fix you shit, boy, you still tryin' to blame
This be the reason I'm alone, yeah
This be the reason you and me don't rock no more
And this be the reason that I'm cold, yeah
This be the reason I do not answer calls
Ayy, they cuss me out on this side
You know that I be gettin' up
Ayy, they push me down on that side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
And even if they buss on this side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
'Cause I can never get done
Bullet proof soul, come and hit me up
Yo, fool, I ain't never givin' up
Hey, I'm on the night club
Yeah, yeah, aye
Girl with the long hair I fuck with
The head hangin' out the window
You would think it's Rapunzel
I got my funds up, so humble like Fundsworth
LH914 on me, that's Lufthansa
That mean that I'm fly
TBHG carry me, I can't die
Walkin' on clouds, can't bury me alive
I used to crack and play suicide
I was scared of the night (Sheesh)
Astoria Waldorf
Ayy, find me on the top floor
This been hazin' like Tom Ford
In my final days, I will go out raw
I get nervous when I pass a cop car
Swear then when I was broke
My community in love with me for speakin' the true
Industry hopin' that I choke
This be the rеason I'm alone, yeah
This be thе reason you and me don't rock no more
And this be the reason that I'm cold, yeah
This be the reason I do not answer calls
Ayy, they cuss me out on this side
You know that I be gettin' up
Ayy, they push me down on that side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
And even if they buss on this side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
'Cause I can never get done
Bullet proof soul, come and hit me up
Yo, fool, I ain't never givin' up
Ridin' alone most of my days
'Cause I don't trust no one that comes 'cross my way, yeah
I know they smile in my face
Behind my back, yeah, I know what they say
Yeah, he said this and yeah, he done that
And yeah, he turn heard, but never call back
And yeah, he owe him, but never pay back
Got the new S-Class, I heard this a Maybach
Skrr, skrr, yeah, had to switch up the lane
Same old number, bro, switch out the name
Don't try to claim that the checkers are fame
Try to fix you shit, boy, you still tryin' to blame
This be the reason I'm alone, yeah
This be the reason you and me don't rock no more
And this be the reason that I'm cold, yeah
This be the reason I do not answer calls
Ayy, they cuss me out on this side
You know that I be gettin' up
Ayy, they push me down on that side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
And even if they buss on this side
You know that I be gettin' up, yeah
'Cause I can never get done
Bullet proof soul, come and hit me up
Yo, fool, I ain't never givin' up
Credits
Writer(s): Kelvyn Ajala, Philipp Riebenstahl, Liam Stuart Callan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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