Ayy, write that shit, again (A-Ayy, [?] rolo?)
I write that shit, that splash again, hold up
Young minds can't stand, hold up
Drip on me, cocaine colour
Look like I'm dead idol
Oh man, goddamn, okay
I'm tired be alone
I got a fame, the faith
That say «I gotta play»
I gotta say a lot to people in a crowd
Don't need, no think, I'm smart
This shit don't warm my heart
I feel like, damn, what you really mean?
I ain't playing saints, I'm just saying
I don't know how this shit just up my bandz
Are you mad or nah? You take a loss
Can’t understand your feelings, duh
Don’t fuck about the bitch, like boss
Как бизнесмен, поднял свой спрос
Тут есть рецепт, I got my sauce
От моих баров с земли bounce
You know my name, but wrist ain’t frozed
This photo, bitch, just take a pose
Dance, dance, till your dead, dead dead dead dead
Dance, dance, till your dead dead dead dead dead
Dance dance till your dead dead dead dead dead
Dance dance till your dead dea...
Dead but pretty, dead but pretty, I am
Dead but pretty, dead but pretty, I am
Dead but pretty, dead but pretty, I am
Dead but pretty, dead
Ты напился моей крови аж до тош...
There's a bullet with your name on
For a heart that is hollow
I'm gonna hunt you down to the edge of the world now
I'm a storm on the horizon
Shattering the silence
[Verse 1]
I used to fantasize 'bout us together
Couldn't wait to turn the lights down, down
You push me to the side like I'm whatever
How you fuckin' up my life now
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Tell me what you know about me? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You can't fuck around me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tell me what you know about me? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tell me what you kn...
Пацаны не спят, у них горит душа
Также как и взгляд, she wanna take a part
Running to the yard, she wanna take my heart
But my heart is coldest one, а-а-а
"All these peop...
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