That's Life (feat. BREEZEY)
But that's life
Shorty gotta give me peace
Got my hands tied
Spoon feeding me the keef
Never felt like I'd ever fall in love
Ya straight from the car, right
Sent right above
Why don't we go make a movie
You sound soothing
Tell me a true thing
Straight like a bee sting
Target on my ping
Its just life
Stage hand
Make a couple bucks so
I can shake hands
With the president of America
On my late jams
All nighters are the best ya
Grab my drank
Grab my guest
Dublin, Dublin, Dublin Down
Dublin, Dublin, I'm in Dublin now
Running, running late
Don't ask, need a sip
Grab my flask
Running far, gotta be fast
Mental-tired, fuck I'm last
Running from my past
Wanna be safe
Gotta be safe
Open the safe
Pull out a case
Ya
It's a fucked up world
Some fucked up bros and
Some fucked up girls
Why should the terror even haunt me
Its unlikely as the lottery
Protest of peace call the S.W.A.T. team
Arrest them over a li'l bag of weed
Show a dead body and make it a meme
Ya words make it hurt
Like a knife
Imma bleed
BREEZEY and me
Like Serena and Venus
Made it in Mertz
Like its our only weakness
Fuckin' around in Milton
Ya imma stay at Steez's
The world is a vault
Ya, and when its at fault
I promise to call
What should I say
Stop at a halt
Shorty gotta give me peace
Got my hands tied
Spoon feeding me the keef
Never felt like I'd ever fall in love
Ya straight from the car, right
Sent right above
Why don't we go make a movie
You sound soothing
Tell me a true thing
Straight like a bee sting
Target on my ping
Its just life
Stage hand
Make a couple bucks so
I can shake hands
With the president of America
On my late jams
All nighters are the best ya
Grab my drank
Grab my guest
Dublin, Dublin, Dublin Down
Dublin, Dublin, I'm in Dublin now
Running, running late
Don't ask, need a sip
Grab my flask
Running far, gotta be fast
Mental-tired, fuck I'm last
Running from my past
Wanna be safe
Gotta be safe
Open the safe
Pull out a case
Ya
It's a fucked up world
Some fucked up bros and
Some fucked up girls
Why should the terror even haunt me
Its unlikely as the lottery
Protest of peace call the S.W.A.T. team
Arrest them over a li'l bag of weed
Show a dead body and make it a meme
Ya words make it hurt
Like a knife
Imma bleed
BREEZEY and me
Like Serena and Venus
Made it in Mertz
Like its our only weakness
Fuckin' around in Milton
Ya imma stay at Steez's
The world is a vault
Ya, and when its at fault
I promise to call
What should I say
Stop at a halt
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Writer(s): William Quinn
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