Lyrics:
stick around on this lovely night
And we may be amazed
By my blue wave
To conclude this interview
Many facts and fictions you construe
The dog gives you
at the people passing by
I spilled my coffee people
Trying to put on my tie
Shadow of the Blues
Falling over me
Shadow of the blues just wont let me be
family tree
Fuck the interviews to enterprise
I'd rather look into my mother's eyes
And let it be
Let it be, yeah
Put it in my Louie bag, don't let
up in middle school
Your baby mama stuff the pills for me and pay the bills for you
And this no lie, I can't count the days that go by
I just know I
the real story
(Stop Bhad Bhabie)
Finally reached out to my dad
We met at the mall on some other shit
Pissed off by his tattoos 'cause they had
to go when you're stopped by the firechief
Do not pass go do not collect your ten bucks gas money
But pretty soon you're playing almost constantly
the interview magazine
I got nothing now, I got nothing now
I got nothing now and I'm fine
Looking awesome since, turn it on a dime
She's so beautiful, I'm
and make them want to read
My reviews are excellent, interviews are in-depth!
Pictures are glossy, and a list of shows.
Now I have to sell some ads, so
human being
Who boasts about his reckless life in every interview
Yeah, oh man, I can't believe in you
He plays the guitar so he gets his one night
Let me tell you of an interview with an Old Man Emu
He's got a beak and feathers and things
But the poor old fella ain't got no wings
Aren't you
up to the max
Yuh have fax machine so is only by fax
Di way how yuh a boom everthing soon callapse
Wuh yoi what a woman ever looking fashionable
when I roll by ya
Fill up a yout like "hold my cup"
Restricted room, that's so like us
Ip-dip-do, which mobile comes?
None, left to frig in the yard
For The Night!
House Full Of People, But You Always By Your Self
It's a Damn Shame Ain't Nobody There To Give You Help
You Dream Of Wealth But You
cousin like I'm staring back at you
From inside a crystal ball
This is all for you
But do you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview
späť
Dávam interview pre amatérsky web
Moderátor sa ma pýta primitívny crap
Otázky typu ako vznikla prezývka Gleb
Môj bledo-zelený ksicht je sick
keep my cool
Why you gotta be so blunt
Why you gotta be so nosy
feels like you tryna interview
but you aint really gotta know me
All my friends tell me
gon' probably come or you went by the sun or by the symmetry (oh, goddamn)
Do I look like I wanted the simple life? (Yeah)
With your white picket fence
Yo
Cla ain't really a fan of doing interviews
So his intro for his tapes is always somethin' you should listen to
Niggas always pick and choose
(Diego)
Look at my wrist, bitch, I clearly just won the lotto (Bankroll Got It)
Fully auto, gave him smokey off Gelato
You seen my interviews? I am not
My life story too real for an interview
Felt like the odd one out since a little yout
I was born in Barnsley, long way from Karachi
My mum's
Et y a pas d'a c'qu'il parait
J'fais pas d'interview, c'est MPC qui gère la promo
Moi j'dois faire des tubes
J'dois faire des tunes, après j'fais
got a job, but luckily, man, I didn't graduate
Puttin' on a dodgy suit, drag myself to interviews
Any hustle is a struggle but just know you'll make
It's just a normal day
At the office today
You're on my mind
As you walk on by approaching my way
What should I say?
What do I say?
Then I hear you
to write some shit for his series 'cause I'm a wizard
Doing interviews for the culture it's win or lose
This culture has been abused by vultures you niggas
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