What I've Become
Get them out, hoppin on a different flight
Oh my God, can't escape the red lights
Get my money up, all the time, all the time
It's a habit now, counting dollars in my mind
Told me that she wanna smoke with us, no lying
Call me at the end of the night now she flying
Play me like a fiddle, now I'm buying all these diamonds
Everything I touch turns to gold like I'm Midas
Bet you wanna cry when you see what I've done
Know you wanna cry when you see what I've become
I was in the cup when I said I fell in love
Only reason that I stayed, cause I couldn't get enough
2PM, hit my phone, why you won't just leave me 'lone
Running up, all the time, baby want to hit my line
Want a diamond, want a necklace, baby you know what I'm on
Take me for some bitch but you don't know my kind
You don't know my kind
Controlling the mosh pit in my mind
Get them out, hoppin on a different flight
Oh my God, can't escape the red lights
Get my money up, all the time, all the time
It's a habit now, counting dollars in my mind
Told me that she wanna smoke with us, no lying
Call me at the end of the night now she flying
Play me like a fiddle, now I'm buying all these diamonds
Everything I touch turns to gold like I'm Midas
Blowing money on some stupid shit I'm off the Hennessy
Popping pills, damn I feel alright, the sober enemy
Talking to this girl like "damn she really feeling me"
Liquor running down her bra on her piercings
A hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on my hand
And I'm snorting every line, I don't save a gram
Blowing smoke in my building, neighbors are no fans
Got a millie in my pockets, throw some bands
Blues in my pocket
Have me blowing like a rocket
I've been blowing up to space, ain't nobody that can stop me
Seeing red in your eyes and you're running away
Death at my door and I'm not okay
Get them out, hoppin on a different flight
Oh my God, can't escape the red lights
Get my money up, all the time, all the time
It's a habit now, counting dollars in my mind
Told me that she wanna smoke with us, no lying
Call me at the end of the night now she flying
Play me like a fiddle, now I'm buying all these diamonds
Everything I touch turns to gold like I'm Midas
Oh my God, can't escape the red lights
Get my money up, all the time, all the time
It's a habit now, counting dollars in my mind
Told me that she wanna smoke with us, no lying
Call me at the end of the night now she flying
Play me like a fiddle, now I'm buying all these diamonds
Everything I touch turns to gold like I'm Midas
Bet you wanna cry when you see what I've done
Know you wanna cry when you see what I've become
I was in the cup when I said I fell in love
Only reason that I stayed, cause I couldn't get enough
2PM, hit my phone, why you won't just leave me 'lone
Running up, all the time, baby want to hit my line
Want a diamond, want a necklace, baby you know what I'm on
Take me for some bitch but you don't know my kind
You don't know my kind
Controlling the mosh pit in my mind
Get them out, hoppin on a different flight
Oh my God, can't escape the red lights
Get my money up, all the time, all the time
It's a habit now, counting dollars in my mind
Told me that she wanna smoke with us, no lying
Call me at the end of the night now she flying
Play me like a fiddle, now I'm buying all these diamonds
Everything I touch turns to gold like I'm Midas
Blowing money on some stupid shit I'm off the Hennessy
Popping pills, damn I feel alright, the sober enemy
Talking to this girl like "damn she really feeling me"
Liquor running down her bra on her piercings
A hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on my hand
And I'm snorting every line, I don't save a gram
Blowing smoke in my building, neighbors are no fans
Got a millie in my pockets, throw some bands
Blues in my pocket
Have me blowing like a rocket
I've been blowing up to space, ain't nobody that can stop me
Seeing red in your eyes and you're running away
Death at my door and I'm not okay
Get them out, hoppin on a different flight
Oh my God, can't escape the red lights
Get my money up, all the time, all the time
It's a habit now, counting dollars in my mind
Told me that she wanna smoke with us, no lying
Call me at the end of the night now she flying
Play me like a fiddle, now I'm buying all these diamonds
Everything I touch turns to gold like I'm Midas
Credits
Writer(s): Hugo Lövdahl
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