Lyrics:
Breathe
Who is knocking at the door
I look at my girl she still out in a snore
Its 1 am, nigga who is at the door
They knock, knock, knock, causing
'bout last night
I woke up in Johnny's room mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat mama
Wishing both of us were dead
'bout last night
I woke up in Johnny's room, mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat, mama
Wishing both of us were dead
head
These men, they want me dead
LA, what a wonderful place
I met a girl there, she dances on the stage
Now, each night I dream we make love by
with old news
I been sitting inside
Doing work makes the time go by
I'm a sitting stone, but my eyes don't shine
I'm a pretty boy, but my heart still
twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer the legend I've become
CNN said I'd be dead by twenty one
Blackjack I just pulled in Aces
frightened on these midnight afternoons
When I ask the loaded questions -- Why does winter come so soon?
And where are all the golden girls that I was
pretty little thing
Fierce nipple pierce you got me sprung with your tongue ring
And I ain't gonna lie 'cause your loving gets me high
So to keep you by my
no-one here to take care of you
Open-mouthed, waiting for a candy kiss and all you get is rain communion
Between lap dances and laptops you see girls
I Heard that money Bring you
Power respect them girls
Why is that
Why is that
Ive Heard that snitches getting bitches
These days amazing
Why is
I’m the mutha fucking king
On the mutha fucking throne
Girl you left me out for dead
Like i’m never coming home
I been walking through the street
hitting him and his bro
I don't give no fucks middle finger to the floor
I got thirty's I got fifty's I got plenty girls galore
I'm not no pastor but I
the world was still dead back then,
The way it spun to my shins to dance with blankets being chased
In circles. 3000 miles from new home, forty-five miles
I’m sick of living under everybody’s shadow
I’m sick of everyone’s success, I know that’s shallow
I’m sick of hearing people lie to get by, to get by
you’ve got
not what you’ve lost
i’ll help you bury your dead
your head is full of night
i’ll help you bury your dead
o lucky girl
i’m the only cheerleader
On all those porn sites we would visit after school
I cited it as the start of my addiction to porn
Even now it makes the dance of love hard to perform
leads us to a bumpy ride
Shawty don't like it, dance like Michel Jackson
She impressed by Pateks, celebrity status
Is what she adores but she's climbing
this town tonight
Are you dead or alive? - take a chance take a dance
Are you dead or alive? - Busters rock this town tonight
Are you dead or are you
O-Shizuru, O-Itsuki, The warrior and the poet dead
The Empress' parents slain by her uncle's disdain
She would ride against her mother's wish
Shefali would
girls swiping on my pics, I got like six
Confidence when I met the my new homies, but one of em smoked like nine cigs
Another smoked like nine pigs, now
the bell
A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well that's my DJ Deshay cuttin' all them Z's
Hittin' hard
on IG but she on close friends with Saint
Swear she inside for the night this evening, I know she ain't
And by the way
I got a girl named Niki too but I
like-
Up on the floor, dance-
I wanna live in that mansion, Playboy bunny what's happenin'
Look, If I call you bae-
Na-na na-na-na
Didn't even no-
suckers mad
I got a billion dollar future
Fuck yesterday and the past
Every time my girl get mad at me
I go buy her a bag (Woah)
Lambo (Lambo) , fast (Go)
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