Again
I just popped a bean, yeah
She on her knees, yeah
She did it for me, yeah
Yeah, she a fiend, yeah
Ksubi on my jeans, yeah
This shit 3d, yeah
She on the other side of my screen, yeah
I can't get... Get out of my dream
And I been sippin' on this drink
I feel so gone, no I can't think
And if I disappear would they miss me
I drown my sorrows in that lean
No I don't suffer, I just sleep
Hope I wake up again
Sometimes I don't feel like waking up again
Sometimes I don't feel like giving trust again
She opened my heart now it's gone shut again
Yeah, I just put on some Ricks, won't wear no chucks again
She broke my heart once, bitch fuck some feelings, gave no fucks again
No my heart will not get touched
I only love what's in this cup like, yeah
She wanna get cuffed like, yeah
Please give it up like, yeah
And you know this shit gone bust like, yeah
If you run up like, yeah
Big Maybach that monster truck like, yeah
She throw it back, I throw it up like, yeah
It's designer on my trunks like, yeah
You off that boof, I'm off them runtz like, yeah
I'm too high to come down
I'm too fried to come up
I'm too live in your town
I catch a vibe, I'm not in a rush
Not one of them, you not riding with us
Walk in Givenchy, I'm shopping it up
Off-White swag, I'm shopping it up
Hit up the plug, he got what I want
Nigga be talking, just stop with the front
Jay rolling up them opps in a blunt
I know you see me bih I'm in the cut
When you getting money they like, where my cut, mmm
Letting go of your past ain't as easy as you think
Way too many people in my life told me I won't change
When the time come, all the fake niggas wanna be gang
Snakes in the grass, that's that type of shit that I just hate
Another day live, another wood to smoke up to the face
Snakes in the grass, that's that type of shit that I just hate
Uh, I just popped a bean, yeah
She on her knees, yeah
She did it for me, yeah
Yeah, she a fiend, yeah
Ksubi on my jeans, yeah
This shit 3d, yeah
She on the other side of my screen, yeah
I can't get... Get out of my dream
And I been sippin' on this drink
I feel so gone, no I can't think
And if I disappear would they miss me
I drown my sorrows in that lean
I do not suffer, I just sleep
Hope I wake up again
Sometimes I don't feel like waking up again
Sometimes I don't feel like giving trust again
She on her knees, yeah
She did it for me, yeah
Yeah, she a fiend, yeah
Ksubi on my jeans, yeah
This shit 3d, yeah
She on the other side of my screen, yeah
I can't get... Get out of my dream
And I been sippin' on this drink
I feel so gone, no I can't think
And if I disappear would they miss me
I drown my sorrows in that lean
No I don't suffer, I just sleep
Hope I wake up again
Sometimes I don't feel like waking up again
Sometimes I don't feel like giving trust again
She opened my heart now it's gone shut again
Yeah, I just put on some Ricks, won't wear no chucks again
She broke my heart once, bitch fuck some feelings, gave no fucks again
No my heart will not get touched
I only love what's in this cup like, yeah
She wanna get cuffed like, yeah
Please give it up like, yeah
And you know this shit gone bust like, yeah
If you run up like, yeah
Big Maybach that monster truck like, yeah
She throw it back, I throw it up like, yeah
It's designer on my trunks like, yeah
You off that boof, I'm off them runtz like, yeah
I'm too high to come down
I'm too fried to come up
I'm too live in your town
I catch a vibe, I'm not in a rush
Not one of them, you not riding with us
Walk in Givenchy, I'm shopping it up
Off-White swag, I'm shopping it up
Hit up the plug, he got what I want
Nigga be talking, just stop with the front
Jay rolling up them opps in a blunt
I know you see me bih I'm in the cut
When you getting money they like, where my cut, mmm
Letting go of your past ain't as easy as you think
Way too many people in my life told me I won't change
When the time come, all the fake niggas wanna be gang
Snakes in the grass, that's that type of shit that I just hate
Another day live, another wood to smoke up to the face
Snakes in the grass, that's that type of shit that I just hate
Uh, I just popped a bean, yeah
She on her knees, yeah
She did it for me, yeah
Yeah, she a fiend, yeah
Ksubi on my jeans, yeah
This shit 3d, yeah
She on the other side of my screen, yeah
I can't get... Get out of my dream
And I been sippin' on this drink
I feel so gone, no I can't think
And if I disappear would they miss me
I drown my sorrows in that lean
I do not suffer, I just sleep
Hope I wake up again
Sometimes I don't feel like waking up again
Sometimes I don't feel like giving trust again
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Clayton, Vjeran Rubesa
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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