Live Fast
I'm throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon tell me it's real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel he ain't one of us
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
Live fast, die young
Where the fuck my mind go
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm stepping out it's heat but this ain't Five-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go
If I get a check and run
Then fuck it up with my friends
If you ain't them then you get none
I ain't showing no more love
It's not your fault
I got issues, I can't trust
And I'm not too good at coping with your loss I should've dubbed
Say you love me if you do why don't you miss me
Said I'd die for you way before you killed me
Feel me
I've been in the dark yeah that's the real me
Now I don't care if you end up under 6 feet
Come and run it up
I know you hate to see me win and see what you could've been before you fucked it up
Moving onto better, way better than how you treated me
I loved you for a second, you had it and now you're leaving me
Hollywood demons catching me falling
Give me your number why should I call it
Play with my head why can't you be honest
You left me on my own so bury me in my coffin
I'm throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon tell me it's real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel he ain't one of us
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
Live fast, die young
Where the fuck my mind go
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm stepping out it's heat but this ain't Five-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go
I've been out down bad but I'm alright
Had to move from out my home, fucked around with all my slime
Any bitch got hit my phone better be letting me get behind
If I pull up in that 458 you gon step inside
Uh Uh Uh
I said I had to get in the bag
I said I had to get in my Birkin
Had a bitch and that shit wasn't working
Cut the ties on a bitch like a surgeon
You a dog but you act like a cat
Faking love when it's behind the curtains
Showing up but ain't putting the work in
Tell the story but a whole different version
Where were you when I was under the surface
Left it in the past
I know some shit that you could say just to get me back
How come you take off everything except that fucking mask
I've been afraid you spent my trust, you can't make it back
Tell me who got pay for that
Hollywood demons catching me falling
Give me your number why should I call it
Play with my head why can't you be honest
You left me on my own so bury me in my coffin
I'm throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon tell me it's real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel he ain't one of us
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
Live fast, die young
Where the fuck my mind go
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm stepping out it's heat but this ain't Five-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon tell me it's real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel he ain't one of us
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
Live fast, die young
Where the fuck my mind go
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm stepping out it's heat but this ain't Five-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go
If I get a check and run
Then fuck it up with my friends
If you ain't them then you get none
I ain't showing no more love
It's not your fault
I got issues, I can't trust
And I'm not too good at coping with your loss I should've dubbed
Say you love me if you do why don't you miss me
Said I'd die for you way before you killed me
Feel me
I've been in the dark yeah that's the real me
Now I don't care if you end up under 6 feet
Come and run it up
I know you hate to see me win and see what you could've been before you fucked it up
Moving onto better, way better than how you treated me
I loved you for a second, you had it and now you're leaving me
Hollywood demons catching me falling
Give me your number why should I call it
Play with my head why can't you be honest
You left me on my own so bury me in my coffin
I'm throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon tell me it's real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel he ain't one of us
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
Live fast, die young
Where the fuck my mind go
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm stepping out it's heat but this ain't Five-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go
I've been out down bad but I'm alright
Had to move from out my home, fucked around with all my slime
Any bitch got hit my phone better be letting me get behind
If I pull up in that 458 you gon step inside
Uh Uh Uh
I said I had to get in the bag
I said I had to get in my Birkin
Had a bitch and that shit wasn't working
Cut the ties on a bitch like a surgeon
You a dog but you act like a cat
Faking love when it's behind the curtains
Showing up but ain't putting the work in
Tell the story but a whole different version
Where were you when I was under the surface
Left it in the past
I know some shit that you could say just to get me back
How come you take off everything except that fucking mask
I've been afraid you spent my trust, you can't make it back
Tell me who got pay for that
Hollywood demons catching me falling
Give me your number why should I call it
Play with my head why can't you be honest
You left me on my own so bury me in my coffin
I'm throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon tell me it's real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel he ain't one of us
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
Live fast, die young
Where the fuck my mind go
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm stepping out it's heat but this ain't Five-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go
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Writer(s): Luke Marshall
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