EIGHTYEIGHT
Oh, oh
Yeah
Oh
That shit sound crazy
Sace
Yeah
I feel like I made it baby
Way she looking at me got me going crazy
Laugh at me now, wait till I'm pulling up in a Mercedes
I'm screaming S.O.S. I'm waiting for someone to save me
Am I going to go out next
R.I.P. Cuzzo, we put you to rest
Why'd you have to fly away from the nest
No need to cry, I pray for the best
One day Imma buy a brand new jet
Put on for my guys, I'm chasing a check
Way too much pain, it's all in my chest
I wish I could solve it by wearing a vest
Imma keep stacking my guala
Blue paper I'm chasing till it hit the ceiling
I hit the the beat and start floating
Don't know why this shit put me inside of my feelings
I keep on scoring like Kobe
They don't even know me
They tryna control me
Bitches be capping they phony
Play me like a Sony
But that was the old me
Asking these questions
But you steady being evasive
Feel like I'm inside of a game show
The topic keep on changing
Sad days it keep on raining
Forget bout what your name is
Sunny days around the corner
It get hot like pavement
Antisocial, yeah I'm sorry if I don't ever say shit
I get faded like I'm Marley, got me going ape shit
I ain't a rapper I'm an artist
I just put this music where my heart is
Keep on pushing through I can't look back to where I started
I feel like I made it baby
Way she looking at me got me going crazy
Laugh at me now, wait till I'm pulling up in a Mercedes
I'm screaming S.O.S. I'm waiting for someone to save me
Am I going to go out next
R.I.P. Cuzzo, we put you to rest
Why'd you have to fly away from the nest
No need to cry, I pray for the best
One day Imma buy a brand new jet
Put on for my guys, I'm chasing a check
Way too much pain, it's all in my chest
I wish I could solve it by wearing a vest
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Oh
That shit sound crazy
Sace
Yeah
I feel like I made it baby
Way she looking at me got me going crazy
Laugh at me now, wait till I'm pulling up in a Mercedes
I'm screaming S.O.S. I'm waiting for someone to save me
Am I going to go out next
R.I.P. Cuzzo, we put you to rest
Why'd you have to fly away from the nest
No need to cry, I pray for the best
One day Imma buy a brand new jet
Put on for my guys, I'm chasing a check
Way too much pain, it's all in my chest
I wish I could solve it by wearing a vest
Imma keep stacking my guala
Blue paper I'm chasing till it hit the ceiling
I hit the the beat and start floating
Don't know why this shit put me inside of my feelings
I keep on scoring like Kobe
They don't even know me
They tryna control me
Bitches be capping they phony
Play me like a Sony
But that was the old me
Asking these questions
But you steady being evasive
Feel like I'm inside of a game show
The topic keep on changing
Sad days it keep on raining
Forget bout what your name is
Sunny days around the corner
It get hot like pavement
Antisocial, yeah I'm sorry if I don't ever say shit
I get faded like I'm Marley, got me going ape shit
I ain't a rapper I'm an artist
I just put this music where my heart is
Keep on pushing through I can't look back to where I started
I feel like I made it baby
Way she looking at me got me going crazy
Laugh at me now, wait till I'm pulling up in a Mercedes
I'm screaming S.O.S. I'm waiting for someone to save me
Am I going to go out next
R.I.P. Cuzzo, we put you to rest
Why'd you have to fly away from the nest
No need to cry, I pray for the best
One day Imma buy a brand new jet
Put on for my guys, I'm chasing a check
Way too much pain, it's all in my chest
I wish I could solve it by wearing a vest
Yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Zach Jemie
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