Lyrics:
Hi
Top of the morning yes yes
Uh-huh
Yes
This moment has been brought to you by Grace
Produced by Hands
Joy
And the man who parkoured Satan's trap
Yea, yea yea yea
Yea, yea yea yea
Yeah yeah
Yea, yea yea yea
Yeah yeah
If you need me I'm close by
I've been working hard trying to touch the sky
calls nowhere to be seen
By the time I hit you back you were fast asleep
I'm starting to see what you mean
I told you it's fine
Live a little bit
many traumas and I'm tryna get past them
Day by day I hope this feeling's never lasting
They saying I turned cold cause they see me pulling back
Can't
many traumas and I'm tryna get past them
Day by day I hope this feeling's never lasting
They saying I turned cold cause they see me pulling back
Can't
Heard the devil wear that Prada and I'm tempted by fashion
I'm tempted with dead presidents
Good girl with bad habits
I wanna see what you'd do in my
Gimme all of you I'm right here by yo side baby
Might be sprung off you been givin all my time lately
Just want you to ball with me I know you wit
forts right now roots and 'riq
Conway I vibrate on a separate league
Craft artist of the year
Damn he keeping it real
Plan I'm a pioneer
Brands by
but I still remain the same
So if you down for the ride, then I'm glad that you came, and I came between canyons like them babies by Mariah
Turn your
it's not none left
Though I'm walking through the valley of the shadow of the death,
But i fear in every form?
Cause I know He's by my side
Though
bitch on me, ain't never been Norbit
Backblock exotics , I'm high out the orbit
Wake up hear Sirens, I was dreaming about Porsches
Live by the iron you
yours but was never mine,
I tried my best to let you slip by,
Cause I knew you were trouble, I knew you were trouble,
Now I'm thinking about you all
It's Fuck or Fight
It's one or another by the end of the night
It's Fuck or Fight
If I'm comin' at you, it's a terrible sight
It's Fuck... or Fight!
them bitches to kick it
Ain't fuckin' with you niggas, I told them get out my business
I'm gon' stand out by myself, don't give a fuck about your
I'm starring at myself!
Can't see the person with the naive eyes!
Erase me! Kill me! Knock me down!
Ya know I will survive again!
9 lives or more?
and bought another bottle
Cause I'm being bothered by the thought of you in another pair of arms feeling all loved
Can I be a lot or is this saga doomed?
I
It's 2am, I'm at the supercharger
Been stuck at work all fucking day and I've been thinking bout you
Day by day by day by day is hard
So why they
Be who you are, that's what they told me, my brother live by that statement
As a kid I was always different, outsiders looked at me strange
I did
breath, dig into my skin
And pull the parts around, I'm not over it now
And I know I'm always so uptight
A blown fuse, I'm running out of time
I think
even care about my mental, only what I'm doing wrong
And I won't talk about my feelings, only put it in a song
(Uhh) Wrong, wrong, wrong, you doing it
bitches shush
Passing em by like whoosh
I'm the real champ and you king of the fake
So quiet bitch or your life I will take
Get all these bitches to shush
I'm all up
Bitch I'm leveling up
when there's pink my cup
Bitch there's never a ceiling
Bitch I'm just done livin life By an image
Done livin up
demons holding signs reading welcome to hell
And on the back it's signed by me. I can tell by the two L's. I guess my statement is I'm a little bit crazy
Nothing I say's gonna alter the fact
The sinning committed by me was cruelty
My heart was black I'm...
Blinded by the pain the flames
Composure I cannot
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