Living (feat. Ang)
Yeah, give me that
Yeah, give me that
I can't take my eyes off of your face
Those eyes, they glitter when I'm in the rain
Every time I pull up to your spot
I wanna make love to you just for fun
I love it when your singing Bruno Mars, yeah
Not a lot of love, I can show you all
All my feelings now, now that we in love
In the troubadour sipping on the lean and chrome
Half of rhymes I make is in and out the door
Half of all the cheddar that I makes on chrome
Yeah, give me that
I can't take my eyes off of your face
Those eyes, they glitter when I'm in the rain
Every time I pull up to your spot
My time is up
Blood all on my ricks, yeah my time is up
Geton shit on my blics, yeah don't fuck it up
I'm up with my shit, up with Angela
Yeah, give me that
Yeah, give me that
Pull up in the pink Porsche, we gonna ride that shit down
Stuffing up the air, smoking too much dome
Stuffing up the air, smoking too much dome
Angel on my shoulder telling me to go home
I wish that I could stay because I feel that best
Struggled for years, can't pull out (no)
Mind running round n round (round)
Keep track of every feelin, maybe I was right
Living isn't happy but dying seems dark
It creeps up at night, swallowing me whole
Smoking takes a toll but the feelings better now
I found the only one who cares about my health
Maybe I should stop
Maybe I should go
Something in my head is telling me you better know
Your life is coming sooner than you thought it would
Ever would
Am I worth living?
Am I good enough?
Crying shakes it off but solves no problems
I wish there was a way for life to be perfect
Yeah, give me that
I can't take my eyes off of your face
Those eyes, they glitter when I'm in the rain
Every time I pull up to your spot
I wanna make love to you just for fun
I love it when your singing Bruno Mars, yeah
Not a lot of love, I can show you all
All my feelings now, now that we in love
In the troubadour sipping on the lean and chrome
Half of rhymes I make is in and out the door
Half of all the cheddar that I makes on chrome
Yeah, give me that
I can't take my eyes off of your face
Those eyes, they glitter when I'm in the rain
Every time I pull up to your spot
My time is up
Blood all on my ricks, yeah my time is up
Geton shit on my blics, yeah don't fuck it up
I'm up with my shit, up with Angela
Yeah, give me that
Yeah, give me that
Pull up in the pink Porsche, we gonna ride that shit down
Stuffing up the air, smoking too much dome
Stuffing up the air, smoking too much dome
Angel on my shoulder telling me to go home
I wish that I could stay because I feel that best
Struggled for years, can't pull out (no)
Mind running round n round (round)
Keep track of every feelin, maybe I was right
Living isn't happy but dying seems dark
It creeps up at night, swallowing me whole
Smoking takes a toll but the feelings better now
I found the only one who cares about my health
Maybe I should stop
Maybe I should go
Something in my head is telling me you better know
Your life is coming sooner than you thought it would
Ever would
Am I worth living?
Am I good enough?
Crying shakes it off but solves no problems
I wish there was a way for life to be perfect
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Meister, Angela Han
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