Friends
Aye peep this, don't hurt me because I wouldn't give you mercy
Smoking spliffs till I'm sleepy, don't hit this boy, you gotta be worthy
Better curtsey to me, bow down to me so you can fufill your prophecy
Oh shit they're onto me, our philosophies consequential
Possibly or maybe obviously they ain't into me
Yet I got the kit on me, watch me pull a John Wilkes Booth on the top seat
Squad blacker than Hershey, yet sweet like pussy, can't copy this
Bitch it's obvious that I'm above you not because you're a sagittarius
I'm fabulous, skin glowing, pockets heavy, garbage dumb, copy this
I like the sloppiness, keep going like that or I'll dip with your floppy dick
Stop this, now you using teeth but you ain't got none, now who is you copying?
Bitch we move in silence, we are timeless
Got that shit tatted on my eyelids when I'm eyeless
Bye bitch don't talk to me unless i made you spineless
My dick is like an electronic stylus but also made by one of those pilots
That's timeless, my paralysis demon doing a daily analysis
Hope my dad gets out of dialysis, ain't none of that caused by accidents
So I roll some cannabis to not worry about my anxiousness
Hope I ain't too high, and don't call an ambulance
Fathom this, writing this in New Jersey right know, this shit is blasphemous
Hopped in a booth to make a EP called sweet tooth
Pop the trunk, we at the park, now where the fuck is my T-Tool?
Sword in my honda accord because I'm bored to afford a Ford
all that bullshit in a Golf Le Fleur trunk while I'm drunk in Nebraska
All the way to Alaska, looking like private school when I'm in Taska'
Deadass bruh, career availability can reach all the way mars, no NASA
Really a nihilist, may be bias but you got limited time so kill massa'
Really a nihilist, I'm the biggest hypocrite I know yet I'm very, very violent
Well in reality that was oxymoron, I'm a non-violent, violent bigamist
I'm married to myself, yeah I'm a narcissist but random selflessness
I'm just a illegitimate exhibitionist at this point, call my psychiatrist
Pulled out my wallet to buy temporary happiness, I'm lost
Temporary friends I have, I move with my fingers crossed
Crying to grow not to be loud and I'm proud, can't sit on Microsoft
Gotta go outside and buy this new loft, I really, really hope it's soft
Though I carry that kinda love in my heart that you'll never find
Niggas stay scared of their demons, I made friends with mine
Bent through the truth in the past but now I'll never lie
I always need something to feel alive when i'm dead inside
Smoking spliffs till I'm sleepy, don't hit this boy, you gotta be worthy
Better curtsey to me, bow down to me so you can fufill your prophecy
Oh shit they're onto me, our philosophies consequential
Possibly or maybe obviously they ain't into me
Yet I got the kit on me, watch me pull a John Wilkes Booth on the top seat
Squad blacker than Hershey, yet sweet like pussy, can't copy this
Bitch it's obvious that I'm above you not because you're a sagittarius
I'm fabulous, skin glowing, pockets heavy, garbage dumb, copy this
I like the sloppiness, keep going like that or I'll dip with your floppy dick
Stop this, now you using teeth but you ain't got none, now who is you copying?
Bitch we move in silence, we are timeless
Got that shit tatted on my eyelids when I'm eyeless
Bye bitch don't talk to me unless i made you spineless
My dick is like an electronic stylus but also made by one of those pilots
That's timeless, my paralysis demon doing a daily analysis
Hope my dad gets out of dialysis, ain't none of that caused by accidents
So I roll some cannabis to not worry about my anxiousness
Hope I ain't too high, and don't call an ambulance
Fathom this, writing this in New Jersey right know, this shit is blasphemous
Hopped in a booth to make a EP called sweet tooth
Pop the trunk, we at the park, now where the fuck is my T-Tool?
Sword in my honda accord because I'm bored to afford a Ford
all that bullshit in a Golf Le Fleur trunk while I'm drunk in Nebraska
All the way to Alaska, looking like private school when I'm in Taska'
Deadass bruh, career availability can reach all the way mars, no NASA
Really a nihilist, may be bias but you got limited time so kill massa'
Really a nihilist, I'm the biggest hypocrite I know yet I'm very, very violent
Well in reality that was oxymoron, I'm a non-violent, violent bigamist
I'm married to myself, yeah I'm a narcissist but random selflessness
I'm just a illegitimate exhibitionist at this point, call my psychiatrist
Pulled out my wallet to buy temporary happiness, I'm lost
Temporary friends I have, I move with my fingers crossed
Crying to grow not to be loud and I'm proud, can't sit on Microsoft
Gotta go outside and buy this new loft, I really, really hope it's soft
Though I carry that kinda love in my heart that you'll never find
Niggas stay scared of their demons, I made friends with mine
Bent through the truth in the past but now I'll never lie
I always need something to feel alive when i'm dead inside
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Murray
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