Hendrix
Life is good though
I want you to see that life is great
Um
Your life is great too
Have a good time man
Have some fun
Having fun is okay
Um, get some love in your life
Whether that be another person
Or loving yourself, man
Love is good, spread love
Spread love
I'm outta here
I'll be back soon
(Ayo, Oli, this shit crazy)
Standing under streetlights, spotlights, stop signs, highlights
Go and get that paper, watch the money pile up
I got a couple dollars, watch the points rack up
She don't wanna show me love until my clout stacked up bitch
I show em no respect if they don't to you
And show em no love, if they don't to you
And shoutout to my friends, cause they hit me up
They checking up on me like no one does
You got blood on your hands
Wear my heart on my sleeve
I don't pose for the gram
I don't pose for the snap
She don't fuck with her mans
She just pose in the mirror
And then I call my bitch back
Said she wanna divorce
I said we 18 bitch what the fuck you talking bout huh
The fuck? Divorce? The fuck?
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
(I feel like Jimi Hendrix)
Street lights, Spotlights, ignoring all the stop signs
That's how he drive, watch the highlights
I had a good life, I know it's my time
I feel like Stevie Wonder, do it all with blind eyes
Put my trust in all the wrong girls and all the wrong guys
Used to be in love but she never saw eye to eye
I used to be the kind of guy to act like I'm alright
When really I be hurting, calm me down with all these white lies
Shit
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
I feel like Jimi Hendrix (I feel like Jimi Hendrix)
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
Everybody saying shit, like I'm the one to blame
Everybody saying shit but ain't got shit to say
My life's a highway, I'm just tryna move to different lanes
Ain't no exit, only forward, we ain't moving strange
Whole lotta red, whole lotta dead men
Whole lotta head, whole lotta sneaking
Whole lotta cheating, gotta face my demons
Gotta face the evening, before the sun is beaming
I know the time is right, my time is right the night is right
Keep living like we in the light, the spot is bright so we gone shine
Take my time, I ain't got rushing the night is ours
I've been doing this for years, but you been here for hours
Jimi Hendrix in this bitch, a legend in the making
I see the Grammy on the stage, that one is mine for taking
I mean who the fuck else doing rap like this?
Shout out to Oli
Back and alive, I'm back on my grind, it's like
Only the rhythm and rhyme can keep my mind right
I'm right here, like light years away from
Haters with fiery tongues, blazing like napalm
Ain't a B-tier rapper how I'm droppin' these A-bombs
Hella stoked so I ain't get where all o' your hate's from
Toe to toe, tell me where have all of your words gone?
If you don't like me, dawg, you got to step up and say sum'
Rap maestro, we on this bitch wavy
Faith, I know that one day we'll make it
Success never comes in easy ways, so I stay focused
I'm off of all the shit that ain't paying me
Kicking down walls, I don't ask for permissions
The only thing driving me is my imagination, fuck
Drivin' a foreign, I'm a foreign that can't drive, and
This verse is over the top, I'm wrecking the damn sign
Ayo, Oli, this shit crazy
I'm out of here
I want you to see that life is great
Um
Your life is great too
Have a good time man
Have some fun
Having fun is okay
Um, get some love in your life
Whether that be another person
Or loving yourself, man
Love is good, spread love
Spread love
I'm outta here
I'll be back soon
(Ayo, Oli, this shit crazy)
Standing under streetlights, spotlights, stop signs, highlights
Go and get that paper, watch the money pile up
I got a couple dollars, watch the points rack up
She don't wanna show me love until my clout stacked up bitch
I show em no respect if they don't to you
And show em no love, if they don't to you
And shoutout to my friends, cause they hit me up
They checking up on me like no one does
You got blood on your hands
Wear my heart on my sleeve
I don't pose for the gram
I don't pose for the snap
She don't fuck with her mans
She just pose in the mirror
And then I call my bitch back
Said she wanna divorce
I said we 18 bitch what the fuck you talking bout huh
The fuck? Divorce? The fuck?
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
(I feel like Jimi Hendrix)
Street lights, Spotlights, ignoring all the stop signs
That's how he drive, watch the highlights
I had a good life, I know it's my time
I feel like Stevie Wonder, do it all with blind eyes
Put my trust in all the wrong girls and all the wrong guys
Used to be in love but she never saw eye to eye
I used to be the kind of guy to act like I'm alright
When really I be hurting, calm me down with all these white lies
Shit
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
I feel like Jimi Hendrix (I feel like Jimi Hendrix)
I feel like Jimi Hendrix
Everybody saying shit, like I'm the one to blame
Everybody saying shit but ain't got shit to say
My life's a highway, I'm just tryna move to different lanes
Ain't no exit, only forward, we ain't moving strange
Whole lotta red, whole lotta dead men
Whole lotta head, whole lotta sneaking
Whole lotta cheating, gotta face my demons
Gotta face the evening, before the sun is beaming
I know the time is right, my time is right the night is right
Keep living like we in the light, the spot is bright so we gone shine
Take my time, I ain't got rushing the night is ours
I've been doing this for years, but you been here for hours
Jimi Hendrix in this bitch, a legend in the making
I see the Grammy on the stage, that one is mine for taking
I mean who the fuck else doing rap like this?
Shout out to Oli
Back and alive, I'm back on my grind, it's like
Only the rhythm and rhyme can keep my mind right
I'm right here, like light years away from
Haters with fiery tongues, blazing like napalm
Ain't a B-tier rapper how I'm droppin' these A-bombs
Hella stoked so I ain't get where all o' your hate's from
Toe to toe, tell me where have all of your words gone?
If you don't like me, dawg, you got to step up and say sum'
Rap maestro, we on this bitch wavy
Faith, I know that one day we'll make it
Success never comes in easy ways, so I stay focused
I'm off of all the shit that ain't paying me
Kicking down walls, I don't ask for permissions
The only thing driving me is my imagination, fuck
Drivin' a foreign, I'm a foreign that can't drive, and
This verse is over the top, I'm wrecking the damn sign
Ayo, Oli, this shit crazy
I'm out of here
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Wells, Oliver Walker
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