Aidan

Confused and I'm lost
Dazing off and the days gon' cost me
Losing the bonds, and I'm beating a dead horse
Album is still out now, go and cop
Drop down gimme top in the droptop
And I'm popping off while these dreams still haunt
Wish it was more than some love and some gore
It's amazing to know that I'm feeling on top
Brand new timeline gotta take note, write down
Stupid fucks really think I don't know by now
Got the hand so green from this cash
Looking like I had fake jewelry like clowns
Shine down on gold digging hoes like the son
Spirit on the neck, digging gold from the jump
Chicks dig this shit, making heads do the bump
Turn this up, and then bring in the drums
Make 'em jump LIKE (Ooh!)

(Yeahhh I woke up and my... yeah)
(I woke up and my... yeah)
(I woke up and my...)
Yeah
I woke up and my eyes were red as hell
I think I'm crying too much, maybe not enough
My heart is gon start to swell (Swell)
They don't listen to the meaning
They ain't seeing all of these stories I'm tryna tell (Okay)
The voices gon help and assist with these writtens
These lyrics is real, man they out the shell
To share how I live like this, I drop the money
The bottom of a wishing well
Yeah I'm wishing you well, that's a given (Yeah)
I don't care how you are in my life
I be trapped in my mind and I don't wanna give in (I don't)
I hear all my tears hit the floor
Raindrops when the sun is still missing (Yeah-yeah)
Tell me to give it my all
I got it, but I'm jus worried to regift it (Yuhh)
Who am I kiddin'

What if I ain't gon make it
Stuck between all these years not changing (Aye!)
Bars freeze, two degrees
I don't need college, ideas taken (Ouu!)
I'll just scrap the book and rip the pages
Got new songs but still I haven't saved em
Go through the motions I'm flowing with changes
Wonder what life would be like without Aidan
Here we go, another flow
People saying that I stole (Ouu!)
Wanna start doing shows
Pack the bags, hit the road
I do not think that they know (What?!)
All the cash, green I hold
Come around then they go
(Yeah-yeah) They want money, hungry though
If I wasn't stuck making music here
Then I wouldn't have all these goals (Ouu!)

I wouldn't have all these goals
I guess I'm stuck here, and you're gone
Guess that your true colors really show
Guess that your too busy, leave me 'lone
Guess that your too good just to know
You made a mistake, leaving for why
'Cuz now I been here wearing all this gold
But now I know
This gold cannot replace you
My legs are feeling sore and I just don't wanna chase you
Actions louder than them words, and your words are fucking shameful
Hope I don't see you happy with somebody that gon' play you
Fuck you



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Vaughn
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