Bodybag
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, alright
I take this shit too much
I find I lie
To pacify the cries from both the sides
Alright, alright
Alright
Alright, alright, I'm not alright
I'm fine
I cut my hair it's like
I'll be another guy
I'll hide behind this guise
A house up in the skies
I'll spend a couple Milly just so I could fucken fly
Don't kill the fucken vibe
Don't kill the fucken, uh
Don't kill the fucken vibe
Don't kill the fucken, uh
I change too much I think I might just make somebody mad
I killed my past I put my body in a body bag
They tell me how I gotta live, nah you can't talk like that
Nah you can't talk like that
Nah you can't talk like, what?
Yeah, they tell me I'm the man
2, 3 grand up on their pants
Designers gon make their brand
Still wear clothes I got from dad
Still got hoes that y'all can't have
Still got flows that y'all can't rap
Might be sad as hell and broke as fuck
But I still got that swag
I act like I don't care
That's just because I don't
They ask me if I'm serious then treat me like a joke
They treat me like some dope
Light me up cause they want smoke
They want smoke
Uh, uh, uh, oh
Get it, oh
You said it bro?
This shit just so pathetic though
Don't got no time for petty hoes
This voice inside my head explodes
Let it go, just let me go
I can't fucken let it go
I can't fucken let it go
I can't fucken, uh
I need to take a breath
Take a couple more
I can't breathe inside this bag shit I'm a claustrophobe
Might be scared but baby, I've been through this shit before
I've been here before
I've been here before
You can try to hide me
Take me out your body
Stuff me in a bag and never tell your friends about me
But I'll be on your conscience
At your door, keep knocking
Yeah your lock won't stop me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me what you think about it?
When you hear the voices
Do you drink about em?
Do you drink to drown em?
Gotta keep em out, man
But the truth is I can't really live without em
Can't ignore the past although it drives me crazy
Can't ignore the pain cause of the pain it made me
Still live at home, my mama calls me baby
When the fuck you gonna move out man?
When the fuck you gonna get your own life man?
See The Kid Laroi? Try to make a move like that
Why you never talk? Why you rude like that?
Can't fucken sleep? Get a mood light, damn
Can't do it for yourself, better do it for your fam
Can't see ahead, watch the news in advance
Shit's so fucken simple man
But you're always fucken sad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, alright
I take this shit too much
I find I lie
To pacify the cries from both the sides
Alright, alright
Alright
Alright, alright, I'm not alright
I'm fine
I cut my hair it's like
I'll be another guy
I'll hide behind this guise
A house up in the skies
I'll spend a couple Milly just so I could fucken fly
Don't kill the fucken vibe
Don't kill the fucken, uh
Don't kill the fucken vibe
Don't kill the fucken, uh
I change too much I think I might just make somebody mad
I killed my past I put my body in a body bag
They tell me how I gotta live, nah you can't talk like that
Nah you can't talk like that
Nah you can't talk like, what?
Yeah, they tell me I'm the man
2, 3 grand up on their pants
Designers gon make their brand
Still wear clothes I got from dad
Still got hoes that y'all can't have
Still got flows that y'all can't rap
Might be sad as hell and broke as fuck
But I still got that swag
I act like I don't care
That's just because I don't
They ask me if I'm serious then treat me like a joke
They treat me like some dope
Light me up cause they want smoke
They want smoke
Uh, uh, uh, oh
Get it, oh
You said it bro?
This shit just so pathetic though
Don't got no time for petty hoes
This voice inside my head explodes
Let it go, just let me go
I can't fucken let it go
I can't fucken let it go
I can't fucken, uh
I need to take a breath
Take a couple more
I can't breathe inside this bag shit I'm a claustrophobe
Might be scared but baby, I've been through this shit before
I've been here before
I've been here before
You can try to hide me
Take me out your body
Stuff me in a bag and never tell your friends about me
But I'll be on your conscience
At your door, keep knocking
Yeah your lock won't stop me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me what you think about it?
When you hear the voices
Do you drink about em?
Do you drink to drown em?
Gotta keep em out, man
But the truth is I can't really live without em
Can't ignore the past although it drives me crazy
Can't ignore the pain cause of the pain it made me
Still live at home, my mama calls me baby
When the fuck you gonna move out man?
When the fuck you gonna get your own life man?
See The Kid Laroi? Try to make a move like that
Why you never talk? Why you rude like that?
Can't fucken sleep? Get a mood light, damn
Can't do it for yourself, better do it for your fam
Can't see ahead, watch the news in advance
Shit's so fucken simple man
But you're always fucken sad
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Writer(s): Aiden Karastanovic
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