Lyrics:
Dig into ground
chase it to the edge
pierce me by your lance of love
Dig up to sky
take me to the next stages
run against gravity
Punks falling
on
Wherever you come from
I think it's down the road from me
Connected through similarity
And blown apart by a war of words
Now I heal in my feels before
Pack-a-Punch my neck
I had to upgrade
Put chains on my set
I had to update
My swag that's a fact
Baby it's LiL OK
And I know you mad
used to have to step
to gain a smile
Listen while you hear it
There's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the blues in the rap got me red
While the boys from
didn't even know the world would let me out again
I'm gonna be ok
But then you walked away
But you sit in front of me you know
Let it go Let it go Let it
the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Yugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho
I'm red leather,
you're kill 'em
Ok you can bring it to 'em
Everyday, just like Mary J.
Sippin' iced teas in the E & J
Partyin', 'til your bare remain
One year closer to my death
I still haven't found what I'm looking for yet
It's not big blue eyes and long blonde hair
It's not a million dollars
Fallen to my instincts once again
No signal but it’s ringing
From what you said
Beginning with no meaning so it ended in code red
Jumped in with no
think it fell by your gate
Well it's not in my van, so I checked my jeep
Limited edition 4x4 with leather seats
Looked in the ashtray and only found
I said a hip hop
Hippie to the hippie
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it out
Bubba to the bang bang boogie, boobie to the boogie
in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep that pistol by me like my lovely
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
on the low or did you get it just for show?
Ok for sure but who you tryna run away from?
You can tell me what you want, and I can tell you that you don't
Tryna
said
I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life
Than just
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Three cheers for throwing up
Pubescent drama queen
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late
Scream until
Intoxication, paranoia and a lot of fame
Three cheers for throwing up
Pubescent drama queen
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late
Scream until
gorgeous
And you remind me of Audrey Hepburn
Hands around my neck
You make it hard to breathe
But that is fine by me
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
Let's sip on red wine
I heard that gets you open
Tryna get you while it's bedtime
Sit back and let the motion take control
Make love until the next
Head to war, you bet I'm going all alone
I don't care if it's red or green, I'm gonna go
Not afraid of what is evil anymore
I won't stop till my name
the street
It was a drive by love
Yeah, drive by love
Drive by love
“Well, he drives me to distraction”, she said
“I can't get that driver outta my head
He
about?
Came a long way from the
It's a combat zone
Every fiend, want they own
Red top, blue top
Get the green on the block
It's a combat zone
March on through the rivers of red.
Flesh burns, it fills the air.
Forced to fight, behind,
The crooked cross.
Time melts away in this living
Why you bring that money to the club if you ain't throwin' it?
How you naked on the 'Gram but in person you ain't showin' shit?
Why you go against
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