Lyrics:
gonna stop stop?
Another day in black and white
One, two, three, four, five
Another week goes by
I'm half alive
I'm getting sick
I'm faking this
I'm over
I feel like I be out here for the fun of it
I swear if I don't hit a lick by next month I'm done with it
(Baby)
I understand, But you ain't
stomach by his thighs, nothin survives
And as far as the coke, 20 bricks month and supply
And as far as the dope, plenty chips come and say "Hi"
Drop 3-2
on my mizouse
Upgrade my system at least twice a day
I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K
I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for
on my mizouse
Upgrade my system at least twice a day
I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K
I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for
Got LoJack i can get that back but you
Can't get your ho back
Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip
Two days into fall and I'm depressed
Three months in and I'm still pretty toxic
Four weeks and I'm sure I'll feel different
Guess I'm really tired
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
check with two days of whipping
So I spent other five days with you and the kids
And a YouTube channel that I started for the Switch
Mama birthday came
a month after I didn't know what to do
Then three days
Later, it was crash number two
But if that didn't happen I wouldn't be in this position
Took a couple
paid off a show
Drippin' this rare, more this VLONE
Hoes by the pair, I'm never alone
Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons
Drop eight in a two
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
With a Glock in it (Ay G5YVE)
Already poppin' it
Look
I go by the name of G5YVELIKETHIS
KANG FRVR
Look
You know you done fucked up right?
Look
I
aside as much as she could for months with this result
Twenty dollars a week is not much
Everything had cost more than she had expected
It always
by the beach
Ocean Drive slide off in the V strip club I blew 6 in a week
Maserati with the top down
Saint Laurent with the top down
Luey V with
make her dance
So now I'm throwin' money
It's the only time I will
These hoes can't get a dollar from me
I don't need no Gucci sneaks or Louis V
Just
Slowly go back to the corridor.
The Sculptor puts a bowl of pottery clay in front of you and says:
When you look at your day, week or month, you might
Dawn, yeah
Drop head Rolls, suicide doors (yeah)
Swap hoes, swap clothes (swap out)
Big body, five doors
This a Maybach, yeah, got it two tone (two
I know is when you call
I will pick you up from the fall
Two weeks go by and we only talk once, yeah
Been on and off for like 1, 2, 5 months
Let me be
evolving funny how I resonate with darkness
Days turn into weeks turn into months and somehow years have passed by
Fuck me in my feels love to be numb lung
When I count the number of spots in a deck of cards
I find 365, the number of days in a year
There are 52 cards, the number of weeks in a year
There
high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr
Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere
I got a old-school
two whole weeks
Only hearing your voice on the phone
Two months went by too fast
How I hope this will last
Broken curfews, moonlit nights
Dancin' in
have a bed for months
You begin talking to Z right after
I come by to drop off the keys and give Rune ice cream
I see you leaving with him
Still don't
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