POMPEII
I'm just setting the fire where the fire needs to be, you feel me?
I can feel it, I gotta leave it
Ain't no believing for the streets
I don't wanna see it
And for the grievers, misconsumed, thought that God could read us
I count my days, day by day, man I thought I beat it
But fuck it
Low riding, bitch riding, what a sick timing
I just tuned up a glider, and that bitch flawless
Double V's on my neck, freshing like a novice
European fashion nova, never thought about it
Never thought about it
If you wanna be with me you better think about it
I could bag a bitch and not even just care about it
Profit business, a lot of things I wanna like about it
Receiving daily messages, with no addresses
Lots of baby mommas carrying miscarriages
Just because the neighbor told them to be savages
Sooner or later they gon be carrying some bandages
Some bandages, I'm hurt
Looking for the right thing to say
But you just wanna look at my face
I'll fuck you if you like my taste
Thinking fast, there's time on my waist
Baby get out of my way
Baby let's try someday
Are you thinking Sunday?
Welcome her to Pompeii
Baby get out of my way
Baby let's try someday
Are you thinking Sunday?
Welcome her to Pompeii
I gotta leave it as it is and what it was
I'm being so secretive, mother ask me just because
Her son is on a different level, looking for the buzz
Word to my brother, I'll usher generations just because
Everything is possible when there's a piece of mind to it
When I lied to it, and then she cried to it
I need some noise in my ear, so I add a quire to it
I tell her shut the fuck up, cuz I'm leaving by morning
I can feel it, I gotta leave it
Ain't no believing for the streets
I don't wanna see it
And for the grievers, misconsumed, thought that God could read us
I count my days, day by day, man I thought I beat it
But fuck it
Low riding, bitch riding, what a sick timing
I just tuned up a glider, and that bitch flawless
Double V's on my neck, freshing like a novice
European fashion nova, never thought about it
Never thought about it
If you wanna be with me you better think about it
I could bag a bitch and not even just care about it
Profit business, a lot of things I wanna like about it
Receiving daily messages, with no addresses
Lots of baby mommas carrying miscarriages
Just because the neighbor told them to be savages
Sooner or later they gon be carrying some bandages
Some bandages, I'm hurt
Looking for the right thing to say
But you just wanna look at my face
I'll fuck you if you like my taste
Thinking fast, there's time on my waist
Baby get out of my way
Baby let's try someday
Are you thinking Sunday?
Welcome her to Pompeii
Baby get out of my way
Baby let's try someday
Are you thinking Sunday?
Welcome her to Pompeii
I gotta leave it as it is and what it was
I'm being so secretive, mother ask me just because
Her son is on a different level, looking for the buzz
Word to my brother, I'll usher generations just because
Everything is possible when there's a piece of mind to it
When I lied to it, and then she cried to it
I need some noise in my ear, so I add a quire to it
I tell her shut the fuck up, cuz I'm leaving by morning
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Writer(s): Erik Antonevic
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