Wasting Away
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
She in my head, but I'm in my zone
I call her over just to give me dome
She take these drugs with me, just to get me numb
If it's really bout that money, gotta get me some
Okay, try then, put em in the tomb
I been counting threw it, yeah
I been thumbing threw it
She fucking with me cuz I get me some
Momma' told me imma star, so you know imma shine
Yeah, imma grind, yeah, yeah, v lone on my jacket
Never use to flex but now she wanna text me
She see all this guap now she wanna sext me
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
I just wanna ball, pull up in that aston martin
Always lookin' clean, I always gotta look my sharpest
Bitches wanna call, left that girl at her apartment
I don't even try, I always use to try my hardest
Business boomin' time to flip the money like a heelflip
I just need a bag of weed, brought to me by a real bitch
Riding through the night, I'm speeding, I might let the wheel slip
Everyday this fucking year is feeling like a field trip
I'm gonna slide through, tell em bring the vibes through
Order me a ten piece, smoking through the drive through
We ain't nothing like you, and that might surprise you
I don't do the beef online, you nothing that I'd type to
They sticking with me like glue
Pull up in that light blue
Let the haters know I'm feeling great
Just look at my shoes, yeah
Ain't no going back
Ain't no going back
Ain't no going back
Baby, ain't no going back
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
My head messy, I can't think straight
Eyes are blurry, so you know I see the haze
I try to wipe it out, but it's engraved
Mark's of the beast, call me a beast mane
As I sit at the top of my throne
I'll ask myself, do I even belong?
My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone
My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone
Yeah I move with it, smooth living
One day, I'll come home
One day I'll come home
One day, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ou-ou-ou-ou-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-uh-yeah
Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mm-mm
M-m-m
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
She in my head, but I'm in my zone
I call her over just to give me dome
She take these drugs with me, just to get me numb
If it's really bout that money, gotta get me some
Okay, try then, put em in the tomb
I been counting threw it, yeah
I been thumbing threw it
She fucking with me cuz I get me some
Momma' told me imma star, so you know imma shine
Yeah, imma grind, yeah, yeah, v lone on my jacket
Never use to flex but now she wanna text me
She see all this guap now she wanna sext me
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
I just wanna ball, pull up in that aston martin
Always lookin' clean, I always gotta look my sharpest
Bitches wanna call, left that girl at her apartment
I don't even try, I always use to try my hardest
Business boomin' time to flip the money like a heelflip
I just need a bag of weed, brought to me by a real bitch
Riding through the night, I'm speeding, I might let the wheel slip
Everyday this fucking year is feeling like a field trip
I'm gonna slide through, tell em bring the vibes through
Order me a ten piece, smoking through the drive through
We ain't nothing like you, and that might surprise you
I don't do the beef online, you nothing that I'd type to
They sticking with me like glue
Pull up in that light blue
Let the haters know I'm feeling great
Just look at my shoes, yeah
Ain't no going back
Ain't no going back
Ain't no going back
Baby, ain't no going back
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away
Time is ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
My head messy, I can't think straight
Eyes are blurry, so you know I see the haze
I try to wipe it out, but it's engraved
Mark's of the beast, call me a beast mane
As I sit at the top of my throne
I'll ask myself, do I even belong?
My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone
My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone
Yeah I move with it, smooth living
One day, I'll come home
One day I'll come home
One day, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ou-ou-ou-ou-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-uh-yeah
Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mm-mm
M-m-m
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Writer(s): Andrew Hayes
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