Favour

Ooh, I told her, "Throw away the cocaine", ah
And all this liquor make her throat pain, aah
She told me drugs would make her okay, ah
But she still high up on the propane, yeah

And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it
Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin
Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss"
I said, "It's all I can do, I insist"

No, I don't need another favour
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her

No, I don't need another favour
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her

No, I don't need another favour
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her

And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it
Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin
Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss"
I said, "It's all I can do, I insist"

She's in a place where putting powder to faces
Ain't a beautiful thing to see (ooh)
And smelling for fragrance ain't a powerful statement
It's a way to be hating

And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it
Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin
Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss"
I said, "It's all I can do, I insist"

No, I don't need another favour
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her

No, I don't need another favour
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her

No, I don't need another favour
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her

And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it
Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin
Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss"
I said, "It's all I can do, I insist"

No, I don't need another favour (ooh)
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah (ooh)
And no one coulda saved her (ooh)
None coulda saved her (oh)

No, I don't need another favour (ooh)
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah (ooh)
And no one coulda saved her (ooh)
None coulda saved her (oh)

No, I don't need another favour (ooh)
She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah (ooh)
And no one coulda saved her (ooh)
None coulda saved her (oh)



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Writer(s): Radu Cristea
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