WANNALIVE / BETTERATWORST
Yeah yeah yeah
Yup yup yup
I never thought I'd be on some shit like this before but
Fuck it am I right
I'm right
Yeah yeah yeah
Cigarette ash type of shit that make you dread last
Go fast
Fifty on the dash god I'm going fast
Sober my thoughts think I need a hit of crack
Yeah shit got me dancing I hit it from the back
Fuck this dimension this shit full suspension
I get out of town just to see place I live in
I dream in my visions my body defeated
Fuck a lil' hoe my shawty the sweetest
Candy that you ever think you're really gonna taste bitch
Fuck another man you better take a bigger drank then
Half of these people play follow the leader
Praise up the sky and then problems deceive you
Take it to your fake god where he can't fake all
These other Jake Paul's where they want to rank y'all
Put em' in a racecar and hope they really race far
Yeah said I hope they really race far
I just wanna live
I just wanna live
I just wanna live yeah aye
I just wanna live today
But it never seems to turn out that way
I take an ounce of magnesium my stomach began to turn
I'm hurt I wanna perish in death
I wanna suffer less breath
Take the wind out my chest
And hold me over that's it
Another rainy day my heart be suffering at its finest
Accompanied by a dude who thought day drinking
Was the wisest decision that he made
And he thought that it would get him laid
He thought that it would paint him a path that got him richer by the day
But he sit suffering silence
With bottles and hella milage
With items and hella prices
With dudes who were just the nicest to him
But that did not change the fact
That he wasted too much time and simply just cannot get it back
Get back on your tracks
It's not too late to change your image you're backed by the facts
That me and my boys have brought up
And yet we heard a lot of
Rumors getting brought up
That never turned us nada
Into a demon monster
Who wanna fucking rock you
For wearing Gucci floppers
And never change the roster
Now you get the pasta
Oh shit you forgot the sauce yeah
And never to think that you get less because you fucking lost her
Yup yup yup
I never thought I'd be on some shit like this before but
Fuck it am I right
I'm right
Yeah yeah yeah
Cigarette ash type of shit that make you dread last
Go fast
Fifty on the dash god I'm going fast
Sober my thoughts think I need a hit of crack
Yeah shit got me dancing I hit it from the back
Fuck this dimension this shit full suspension
I get out of town just to see place I live in
I dream in my visions my body defeated
Fuck a lil' hoe my shawty the sweetest
Candy that you ever think you're really gonna taste bitch
Fuck another man you better take a bigger drank then
Half of these people play follow the leader
Praise up the sky and then problems deceive you
Take it to your fake god where he can't fake all
These other Jake Paul's where they want to rank y'all
Put em' in a racecar and hope they really race far
Yeah said I hope they really race far
I just wanna live
I just wanna live
I just wanna live yeah aye
I just wanna live today
But it never seems to turn out that way
I take an ounce of magnesium my stomach began to turn
I'm hurt I wanna perish in death
I wanna suffer less breath
Take the wind out my chest
And hold me over that's it
Another rainy day my heart be suffering at its finest
Accompanied by a dude who thought day drinking
Was the wisest decision that he made
And he thought that it would get him laid
He thought that it would paint him a path that got him richer by the day
But he sit suffering silence
With bottles and hella milage
With items and hella prices
With dudes who were just the nicest to him
But that did not change the fact
That he wasted too much time and simply just cannot get it back
Get back on your tracks
It's not too late to change your image you're backed by the facts
That me and my boys have brought up
And yet we heard a lot of
Rumors getting brought up
That never turned us nada
Into a demon monster
Who wanna fucking rock you
For wearing Gucci floppers
And never change the roster
Now you get the pasta
Oh shit you forgot the sauce yeah
And never to think that you get less because you fucking lost her
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Wilson
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