Room 13
Happiness turnt fleeting
Wasn't always short lived
I'll be drunk by the evening
Nah, no ice
Thank you
Happiness turnt fleeting
Wasn't always short lived
I'll be drunk by the evening, watch how the scales tip
Hard to tell when I'm dreaming, keep revolver by hip
Prolly aim it at a skull, I wonder if he mean his
Ain't nein rhyme with that
Bloor where you find me at
Wish it was Bim, I wish I were him
I wish that these niggas would feel me
Prolly hit Mwamba, prolly hit Fou
Tell 'em pull and just film me
Still no designer, still failing school
My pops prolly missing the lil me
Still send the cash when I need it
Mount Gay for the feeling
Prelude for my demons
Niggas gon' ride tonight
Niggas might die tonight
This lifestyle so fight or flight
I'm booking a ticket, be home in a month for now I guess Ima fight
Blood on my Jays
Off red paint, RIP Virgil
Done chasing women to cover my pain, time that I swerve em
Shordy from Egypt, young aphrodisiac
Pull up and meet me in Eaton
Old girl in Bim, then back to her city
I miss when she hit me, I'm feening
I'm such a dog and I been appalled
I'm walking this garden of Eden
And fruits so forbidden been calling my name
I need em, I need em, I need them
Far from the man that I thought I would be
But part of me pleased that I'm breathing
Part of me glad that I never gave up
Despite all the things I been feeling
Despite all the Ls that I held
And times that I failed and songs that flopped
And times that I felt on top of the world
Then found out the cost to drop
Found out it cost a lot
Room 13, I fall and sob
Elevator down then I'm outside
Move my legs til the monsters stop
And I'm still in this shit
Move with the pain of some days that had passed me
Still screaming out "RIP Ashleigh"
And my problems been running at max speed
-, why the fuck you don't give two shits
Bout the ways that you hurt me?
And please, knew my suspicions were true
Girl you fucking just did me so dirty
And see I been grinding on a daily base but it's harder to fake
Awh yuh
Cause somehow when I come down I'm still hiding my face
Awh yuh
Cause I thought that I'd blow up 5 summers ago
This weight on my chest that you left
Really it comes and it goes
Really you dead and you gone
Really I'm out on my own
Really the East remind me of you
These days I on't wanna go home
Still
Ros
Wasn't always short lived
I'll be drunk by the evening
Nah, no ice
Thank you
Happiness turnt fleeting
Wasn't always short lived
I'll be drunk by the evening, watch how the scales tip
Hard to tell when I'm dreaming, keep revolver by hip
Prolly aim it at a skull, I wonder if he mean his
Ain't nein rhyme with that
Bloor where you find me at
Wish it was Bim, I wish I were him
I wish that these niggas would feel me
Prolly hit Mwamba, prolly hit Fou
Tell 'em pull and just film me
Still no designer, still failing school
My pops prolly missing the lil me
Still send the cash when I need it
Mount Gay for the feeling
Prelude for my demons
Niggas gon' ride tonight
Niggas might die tonight
This lifestyle so fight or flight
I'm booking a ticket, be home in a month for now I guess Ima fight
Blood on my Jays
Off red paint, RIP Virgil
Done chasing women to cover my pain, time that I swerve em
Shordy from Egypt, young aphrodisiac
Pull up and meet me in Eaton
Old girl in Bim, then back to her city
I miss when she hit me, I'm feening
I'm such a dog and I been appalled
I'm walking this garden of Eden
And fruits so forbidden been calling my name
I need em, I need em, I need them
Far from the man that I thought I would be
But part of me pleased that I'm breathing
Part of me glad that I never gave up
Despite all the things I been feeling
Despite all the Ls that I held
And times that I failed and songs that flopped
And times that I felt on top of the world
Then found out the cost to drop
Found out it cost a lot
Room 13, I fall and sob
Elevator down then I'm outside
Move my legs til the monsters stop
And I'm still in this shit
Move with the pain of some days that had passed me
Still screaming out "RIP Ashleigh"
And my problems been running at max speed
-, why the fuck you don't give two shits
Bout the ways that you hurt me?
And please, knew my suspicions were true
Girl you fucking just did me so dirty
And see I been grinding on a daily base but it's harder to fake
Awh yuh
Cause somehow when I come down I'm still hiding my face
Awh yuh
Cause I thought that I'd blow up 5 summers ago
This weight on my chest that you left
Really it comes and it goes
Really you dead and you gone
Really I'm out on my own
Really the East remind me of you
These days I on't wanna go home
Still
Ros
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Writer(s): Kai Alleyne
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