Audemar

I couldn't make it up, I won't lie
Oh yeah, she's mine, all mine
Oh yeah, she's mine, all mine

Start from the top
Promise you won't stop
I pray it's where we get off
So tell me what you want
Your wrist Audemar
I wish I got it all for you

Well I couldn't make it up, I wouldn't lie
I think you fake a fuck, quite a disguise
Everybody makes it up, who am I to try
Baby, I feel fake as fuck, I just might
I couldn't make it up, I wont lie
I think you fake a fuck, quite a disguise
Everybody makes it up, why I try
Baby, I feel fake as fuck, I just might
I won't, ay
I won't ever let it go
Hit them digits, then I dip and dash, I'm ghost,
Yeah you say you do the same, you do the most
Yeah my bitch's ass is fat it looks like hostess, yeah
I don't give enough of my emotions, yeah
Always on the edge or off the potion, yeah
Stuck inside suspense, I feel so broken
Fuck, I find a sense to keep on goin' for gold
What you want my foes
They lay wake with they woes
I just guess they all hoes
Demons won't let me go
Yeah, they eat on my soul
Not a nibble but the whole
No, they won't eat it all
Yeah, that shit's like PvP
But it's me verse me
Who could seem to revive me
I can't even breathe
I can't be upset with shit
I keep on repressing
Maybe just one day
I might whip it like a Lexus

I couldn't make it up, I wouldn't try
I think you fake as fuck, quite a disguise
Everybody makes it up, who am I to lie
Baby, I feel fake as fuck, I just might
Start from the top, from the
Start, from the, from the

(I won't ever let it go)
(I won't ever let it go)
(I won't ever let it go)
(Yo, ay, yeah)

Start from the top
Promise you won't stop
I pray it's where we get off
So tell me what you want
Your wrist Audemar
I wish I got it all for you

I couldn't make it up, I wouldn't lie
I think you fake a fuck, quite a disguise
I couldn't make it up, I couldn't make it up
I couldn't make it up, I just might



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Writer(s): Christian Apodaca
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