Grey Hairs
All of this money, don't think I could ever just run out
All of these drugs I took, don't ever wan' come down
All of these hoes, but they all the same, they all the same
Designer clothes, got more in the bank, got more in the safe
Fendi on my waist, ay
2 pills to the face, ay
Go to outer space, ay
Bitch come 'round my way, ay
Bitch watch me count this cake, ay
Been out all day, ay
Get money 'til my hair grey, ay
Nah I can't play bout this money, can't let any day go to waste, ay
Nah you can't shine with me
If you ain't stay with me through all the rain, ay
Can't feel no pain, ay, can't feel nothing, ay
All this stress on my brain
All this Xanax and drank
Help me forget all the pain, ay, help me forget all the pain
Help me forget all 'em days, ay, help me forget all 'em days
All these racks I made
All them times I prayed
All this love I gave
All these drugs I take
All of this money, don't think I could ever just run out
All of these drugs I took, don't ever wan' come down
All of these hoes, but they all the same, they all the same
Designer clothes, got more in the bank, got more in the safe
Fendi on my waist, ay
2 pills to the face, ay
Go to outer space, ay
Bitch come 'round my way, ay
Bitch watch me count this cake, ay
Been out all day, ay
Get money 'til my hair grey, ay
All of these drugs I took, don't ever wan' come down
All of these hoes, but they all the same, they all the same
Designer clothes, got more in the bank, got more in the safe
Fendi on my waist, ay
2 pills to the face, ay
Go to outer space, ay
Bitch come 'round my way, ay
Bitch watch me count this cake, ay
Been out all day, ay
Get money 'til my hair grey, ay
Nah I can't play bout this money, can't let any day go to waste, ay
Nah you can't shine with me
If you ain't stay with me through all the rain, ay
Can't feel no pain, ay, can't feel nothing, ay
All this stress on my brain
All this Xanax and drank
Help me forget all the pain, ay, help me forget all the pain
Help me forget all 'em days, ay, help me forget all 'em days
All these racks I made
All them times I prayed
All this love I gave
All these drugs I take
All of this money, don't think I could ever just run out
All of these drugs I took, don't ever wan' come down
All of these hoes, but they all the same, they all the same
Designer clothes, got more in the bank, got more in the safe
Fendi on my waist, ay
2 pills to the face, ay
Go to outer space, ay
Bitch come 'round my way, ay
Bitch watch me count this cake, ay
Been out all day, ay
Get money 'til my hair grey, ay
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Writer(s): Thomas Lee
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