last line..
Naive candy thought that it was gonna be his last line
A ket line, just to pass time, this my last line
Next time, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Ket line, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Yeah, it's nothing like the usual
Swear this shit was rare, now we do it as a ritual
It became a habit, used to do it for the visuals
But as I'm cutting lines, I don't want it, I still do it though
I know you know I only call you on a sad night
You was crazy every single night, was try to fight
But I would still come see you, have you for a sad night
You know the bitch is hella crazy if she's fucking with your appetite
And they fall for me like dominoes
None of them is you though you was right, everyone's a hoe
I can get you out my head if I'ma take this Microdose
I like your fucking style, yet I wanna throw away your clothes
That one wanna know my name
That one wanna give me brain
But after you, I cannot look at anyone the same
After you, anyone comes, I play them like a game
Cause I know what's gon' happen, trading memories for fucking pain
Naive candy thought that it was gonna be his last line
A ket line, just to pass time, this my last line
Next time, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Ket line, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Late at night to I'm writing all my melodies
Get distracted from the thought of you by growing money trees
Nor the drugs, nor the girls can serve me as a remedy
How the fuck I'm supposed to act like there never was a you and me
Yeah, it's nothing like the usual
Swear this shit was rare, now we do it as a ritual
It became a habit, used to do it for the visuals
But as I'm cutting lines, I don't want it, I still do it though
I know you know I only call you on a sad night
You was crazy every single night, was try to fight
But I would still come see you, have you for a sad night
You know the bitch is hella crazy if she's fucking with your appetite
Making sure I stack up money in the meantime
Cash crazy, done with heavy shit, it's fucking with my diet
Naive candy thought that it was gonna be his last line
Ket line, till I need a re-up at the flatline
The way I'm moving lately, nothing like the usual
You're the reason that I tell him that it's mutual
And they believe me that I'm coming for their rescue
That's cute, hoe I gotta save myself and then you
A ket line, just to pass time, this my last line
Next time, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Ket line, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Yeah, it's nothing like the usual
Swear this shit was rare, now we do it as a ritual
It became a habit, used to do it for the visuals
But as I'm cutting lines, I don't want it, I still do it though
I know you know I only call you on a sad night
You was crazy every single night, was try to fight
But I would still come see you, have you for a sad night
You know the bitch is hella crazy if she's fucking with your appetite
And they fall for me like dominoes
None of them is you though you was right, everyone's a hoe
I can get you out my head if I'ma take this Microdose
I like your fucking style, yet I wanna throw away your clothes
That one wanna know my name
That one wanna give me brain
But after you, I cannot look at anyone the same
After you, anyone comes, I play them like a game
Cause I know what's gon' happen, trading memories for fucking pain
Naive candy thought that it was gonna be his last line
A ket line, just to pass time, this my last line
Next time, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Ket line, till I need a re-up at the flatline
Late at night to I'm writing all my melodies
Get distracted from the thought of you by growing money trees
Nor the drugs, nor the girls can serve me as a remedy
How the fuck I'm supposed to act like there never was a you and me
Yeah, it's nothing like the usual
Swear this shit was rare, now we do it as a ritual
It became a habit, used to do it for the visuals
But as I'm cutting lines, I don't want it, I still do it though
I know you know I only call you on a sad night
You was crazy every single night, was try to fight
But I would still come see you, have you for a sad night
You know the bitch is hella crazy if she's fucking with your appetite
Making sure I stack up money in the meantime
Cash crazy, done with heavy shit, it's fucking with my diet
Naive candy thought that it was gonna be his last line
Ket line, till I need a re-up at the flatline
The way I'm moving lately, nothing like the usual
You're the reason that I tell him that it's mutual
And they believe me that I'm coming for their rescue
That's cute, hoe I gotta save myself and then you
Credits
Writer(s): Marcell Nagy
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