CRIMSON STAINS
Race of my Life, sweatin, I've a lot on (lot on)
Red on my Shirt not Supreme, it died out (died out)
Came from a place, stains had still some mud on (mud on)
Gave it all I could still not satisfied (no)
Red on my shin, tired out (yeah, bleedin)
Wait till the Sin dies out (yeah, cynical)
Reds all I see right now
I've seen it all
But those Benjamins, they cannot lie
No... no
I don't fall in
Nowhere, I'm my own man
I don't walk here
Less it's at a Crossing
Hit me sideways, now
Window's breaking down
I don't need nobody feeling sorry
All up on my ass till I feel acknowledged
Nobody feeling sorry
I feel so alive, your side
But, I'm the one who chose the Run
No fun I
Gave up looking for the One
Grinds loyal with me, hate 'n love mine
Ain't really
Ain't what I wanted
Came with it
Came with the Life I sought
8 milli
8 mil is all I want
Race of my Life, sweatin, I've a lot on
Red on my Shirt not Supreme, it died out
Came from a place, stains had still some mud on
Gave it all I could still not satisfied
Red on my shin, tired out (yeah, bleedin)
Hang on, the Sin dies out (yeah, cynical)
Reds all I see right now
I've seen it all
But those Benjamins, they cannot lie
Here in the West of the City it's 2AM
I can barely keep my eyes open
I can barely think
Coming all at once
Need to write 'em down
Too much to lift up
Too much I can't fight
I wake up like 3 times a night
I can't pretend
It's OK, I'm OK
It's OK, I'm OK
I'm OK, don't mind me
I just want lot of it
*humming*
Red on my Shirt not Supreme, it died out (died out)
Came from a place, stains had still some mud on (mud on)
Gave it all I could still not satisfied (no)
Red on my shin, tired out (yeah, bleedin)
Wait till the Sin dies out (yeah, cynical)
Reds all I see right now
I've seen it all
But those Benjamins, they cannot lie
No... no
I don't fall in
Nowhere, I'm my own man
I don't walk here
Less it's at a Crossing
Hit me sideways, now
Window's breaking down
I don't need nobody feeling sorry
All up on my ass till I feel acknowledged
Nobody feeling sorry
I feel so alive, your side
But, I'm the one who chose the Run
No fun I
Gave up looking for the One
Grinds loyal with me, hate 'n love mine
Ain't really
Ain't what I wanted
Came with it
Came with the Life I sought
8 milli
8 mil is all I want
Race of my Life, sweatin, I've a lot on
Red on my Shirt not Supreme, it died out
Came from a place, stains had still some mud on
Gave it all I could still not satisfied
Red on my shin, tired out (yeah, bleedin)
Hang on, the Sin dies out (yeah, cynical)
Reds all I see right now
I've seen it all
But those Benjamins, they cannot lie
Here in the West of the City it's 2AM
I can barely keep my eyes open
I can barely think
Coming all at once
Need to write 'em down
Too much to lift up
Too much I can't fight
I wake up like 3 times a night
I can't pretend
It's OK, I'm OK
It's OK, I'm OK
I'm OK, don't mind me
I just want lot of it
*humming*
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Writer(s): Sedat Acar
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