LRC歌词
Stop the seat and all the kicks and all the girls are out there
And me, a writer, and a poet who should be having adventures and experience in all the diversities and paradoxes and ironies of life and passing over all the roads of the world
All the madness in my mind, supermodel filters out, turns to sadness when I cry
This life's on balance and the time's too long, never ever even read my valentine
Gucci on the *****, I don't need a straight for Lucianna's *****
Hit the split bars, Gucci on the *****
All in I see this, the VJ off the chip
This nigga that's a speech I ever heard
Lost a lot of friends, this is not that
These days I don't know but I'll pretend
This life gon' **** you in the end, tryna ****
Writers will play hard to get it, oh **** me
Money on my mind, if it ain't about money never mind
Said it run about money I was lyin'
Nylin' nigga over money every time
I walk the path of a samurai, but I'm more of a hammer guy
In case your girls wanna flick it up, I'll admit I'm camera shy
Thinkin' cause you fine, then I'll ****
C'mon ***** that's asinine
You eat fast food, number nine
I drink water, alkaline
Don't show up off, throw alcohol
Taco out and out of line, I'm scorpion, fatality
I leave your ass without a spine
Been tugged off, not ****ed off, they brought me back
I need the time
Snuck off with a jump off, he jumped off that bridge and died
Madness in my mind, you deserve it
Turns to sadness when I cry
This life's so madness and a cost
Never ever even read my valentine
I really hate them big lashes
And all these weirdos in the club
Not really into high fashion, but I hate lookin' like a scrub
Fake high while you actin', we ain't even rollin' dub
She got you up and see you sappin', but don't you dare fall in love
We run the social media and complain to complain
I wanna be Drew Berrymore high and happy in the rain
Seen songs like Paramore, but I've been poor and feelin' pain
Need counselin' and lots of healin'
Look, bruh, we all the same
I really hate this kid's haircuts
Just keep that. I really hate this kid's haircuts
And me, a writer, and a poet who should be having adventures and experience in all the diversities and paradoxes and ironies of life and passing over all the roads of the world
All the madness in my mind, supermodel filters out, turns to sadness when I cry
This life's on balance and the time's too long, never ever even read my valentine
Gucci on the *****, I don't need a straight for Lucianna's *****
Hit the split bars, Gucci on the *****
All in I see this, the VJ off the chip
This nigga that's a speech I ever heard
Lost a lot of friends, this is not that
These days I don't know but I'll pretend
This life gon' **** you in the end, tryna ****
Writers will play hard to get it, oh **** me
Money on my mind, if it ain't about money never mind
Said it run about money I was lyin'
Nylin' nigga over money every time
I walk the path of a samurai, but I'm more of a hammer guy
In case your girls wanna flick it up, I'll admit I'm camera shy
Thinkin' cause you fine, then I'll ****
C'mon ***** that's asinine
You eat fast food, number nine
I drink water, alkaline
Don't show up off, throw alcohol
Taco out and out of line, I'm scorpion, fatality
I leave your ass without a spine
Been tugged off, not ****ed off, they brought me back
I need the time
Snuck off with a jump off, he jumped off that bridge and died
Madness in my mind, you deserve it
Turns to sadness when I cry
This life's so madness and a cost
Never ever even read my valentine
I really hate them big lashes
And all these weirdos in the club
Not really into high fashion, but I hate lookin' like a scrub
Fake high while you actin', we ain't even rollin' dub
She got you up and see you sappin', but don't you dare fall in love
We run the social media and complain to complain
I wanna be Drew Berrymore high and happy in the rain
Seen songs like Paramore, but I've been poor and feelin' pain
Need counselin' and lots of healin'
Look, bruh, we all the same
I really hate this kid's haircuts
Just keep that. I really hate this kid's haircuts
文本歌词
Stop the seat and all the kicks and all the girls are out thereAnd me, a writer, and a poet who should be having adventures and experience in all the diversities and paradoxes and ironies of life and passing over all the roads of the worldAll the madness in my mind, supermodel filters out, turns to sadness when I cryThis life's on balance and the time's too long, never ever even read my valentineGucci on the *****, I don't need a straight for Lucianna's *****Hit the split bars, Gucci on the *****All in I see this, the VJ off the chipThis nigga that's a speech I ever heardLost a lot of friends, this is not thatThese days I don't know but I'll pretendThis life gon' **** you in the end, tryna ****Writers will play hard to get it, oh **** meMoney on my mind, if it ain't about money never mindSaid it run about money I was lyin'Nylin' nigga over money every timeI walk the path of a samurai, but I'm more of a hammer guyIn case your girls wanna flick it up, I'll admit I'm camera shyThinkin' cause you fine, then I'll ****C'mon ***** that's asinineYou eat fast food, number nineI drink water, alkalineDon't show up off, throw alcoholTaco out and out of line, I'm scorpion, fatalityI leave your ass without a spineBeen tugged off, not ****ed off, they brought me backI need the timeSnuck off with a jump off, he jumped off that bridge and diedMadness in my mind, you deserve itTurns to sadness when I cryThis life's so madness and a costNever ever even read my valentineI really hate them big lashesAnd all these weirdos in the clubNot really into high fashion, but I hate lookin' like a scrubFake high while you actin', we ain't even rollin' dubShe got you up and see you sappin', but don't you dare fall in loveWe run the social media and complain to complainI wanna be Drew Berrymore high and happy in the rainSeen songs like Paramore, but I've been poor and feelin' painNeed counselin' and lots of healin'Look, bruh, we all the sameI really hate this kid's haircutsJust keep that. I really hate this kid's haircuts
