Life

Three P's
Pussy, power, most importantly paper though
Cause' all the other shit
Will come around later though (later though)
And now Imma' hit you wit' three L's
Life lesson learned, yeah
Sit down and count up what I've earned
Yeah (oh)

Countin' them greens
Countin' them peas
Money machine
Beepin' & beepin' & beepin' & beepin'
You came back again
Oh fuck it I didn't even notice that you left
Cause' I've been takin' my time
Gettin' some shit of my chest
Nevertheless, careless
So why you even tryna' bother me?
Why even tryna get inside my head
And fuck me up, lobotomy?
Like you even was a part of me

So take me back to Costa Del Sol
The only place I would like to call home

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Credits
Writer(s): Julius Johannsson
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