Lyrics:
credit's shot?
Skip town until it's not
What do you do when you've passed your best?
Put a cherry on top and bury it to rest
These eyes are never focused
We got money coming in
We got bitches coming in
Kicking people out my life
That ain't wanna do me right
And my name still good
And my credit still
the scent of it
I should be up by ten
Gonna go down steady, gonna get my measure
I got credit with the medicine man
Said I'm on fire, I'm on fire
Said I'm
Just another broken heart again
See your dreams in the arms of another man
You writhe
And then you turn and walk away
See her standing by an open car
Shake hands with the teller
Then tell her it's my pleasure
Remember, bank account was in overdraft
Remember, couldn't pay the credit card back
Mask
People by like
Just live for today, just live for today
You only live once so make it count today
Just for live for today, just live for today
Don’t
Uh, pretty much
Pretty much
Make a bitch bop
Make a bitch dance
I don't know what happened
This was not the plan
Cozuh gave me credit cards
I'm
This love flew by like a rocket, like a jet plane
Came and it went before I could even stand straight
How did this start I never thought that it
Yesterday got backstabbed
By someone
Who was close to me
If it's real
He'll look me in my eyes
When he spoke to me
Stumble with yo words
Cause they
dishes while am counting my digits
Spinnin my Washington's while you spinnin your figidt
Am too high like am surrounded by midgit
Credit card scanned am
credit's shot?
Skip town until it's not
What do you do when you've passed your best?
Put a cherry on top and bury it to rest
These eyes are never focused
long legs
Sweeter than Red Vines
Memories that we make
How we trap time
From the heart
Give it all we got
Till we flat line
Hold up
We came wit credit
going to show off
Shout out to the ones Who never drove off
Stayed by my side
Made life feel more simplified
I like to share my music it’s honestly never
bump radio charts I ain’t flattered by imitation
See, you against Z on the mic, don’t think about the win, that’s damage limitation
In a world where cash
what that debit do
She ask me is this whip a rental
Baby this what that credit do
I'm incredible
Eat dick up like it's edible
I be fresh as hell
This
stained knife
For the second time
I know you're confused
Bright in the wrong places
Why are you so clueless
Credits cards, and no respect
My heart, slowly
behind my back (Damn)
Wanaanza kuongea chafu coz you have it back
Wanaanza kuongea chafu, oh and by the way
I'm moving up there and that's no cap (No cap)
body had to digest
See I was curious
Thought it would make me less delirious
By taking all these drugs to try and run away from fear and shit
It didn't
will be just fine
Give yourself credit for try'n
Black moon glowin' like a sci-fi star
Coolest picture found in my own mind by far
As if I can't fall
I sit down it just hurts
Imma keep stacking credits till I'm buried in the earth
Summercamp's the hardest artist y'all ain't never heard
I been doing
THOUGHTS
I'VE HAD NOW AND THEN
KEEP ROLLING ALL THE CREDITS
FOR EVERYON WHO'S ROCKED MY SOUL
EVEN ROLL THE CREDITS FOR ANYONE WHO TOOK THEIR TOLL
KEEP
times have they caught man saggin'
How many times have they seen me leave all the points
For the opp boys to come by laggin'
Yh
That's Thomas Shelby
I
Images engraved but I find it hard to frame it
Didn't know what came with love so I found it hard to claim it
Blinded by my wounds I was selfish could you
pretend to know me, they try so hard
And I get what I want, my name is my credit card
Don't try to hate me because I am so popular..
Pop, pop, popular!
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