Lyrics:
my luck
But the fear is that I'm lied
If and when I break you'll see
Won't be cause of me
My phone sees me every day
Relationships outside decay
I
Get away and close the door
'cos I don't love you anymore
You don't know, What I'm looking for
so I don't love you anymore
I don't need
Your feet will carry you home
Or whichever way the wind blows
I'm weaving through the streets
Suburban vipers walking on two feet
Chasing thoughts
Since i'm this tall i can shield from your shots, i'm no longer your kid.
For sometimes my only to do list: obstruct your way down to the soil, shut
Wynner produced it
Eyes turn red at night
Running from my past I've been sprinting my whole life
My wings are in a cast and I'm trapped without
You keep me in your holy hands
I was lost but now I'm found
What can be more beautiful than Your love? Nothing!
Only You make me happy
Only You
Cut cut you up
Yeah we don't give a fuck said yuh
Cut em up said yuh cut em up
Bitch I'm cleaner
Roll around arabic sikeena
I'm alone in the attic in
ma face ma place
ma roof ma face
you know what is such a
even what has crashed
my leaves i wish done
marched with a bad hoof
yeah i’m not little
I'm so done, yeah I'm so done
I don't want the fame, anymore
Need a new life I'm so done, from the papz and the crowds and the lights, uh
Cameras all
I don't want a minute of your time
Don't wait up
Probably means nothing
Just the same old made up stuff
Or I'm just outta of mind
Throwing sticks
pauvre âme s'abîme
Mon cœur se décompose
Je hurle de douleur
J'ai besoin de crier
Je vomis toute ma rage
Je crache toute ma haine
Personne pour m
In her, Burberry dress
It's a curse, can't drink way the stress
I'm sure, there's a hole in my chest
I'm sure, I'm sure
I just hope I ain't wasting
I'm not a lover but I want some love
I'm not a singer but I wanna sing
I'm not a good friend
But I need a friend now
I've been full send
They be
got a plan.
Pull up with boys
Then we share a hundred grand.
Fly out to LA
just to get a fucking tan.
Lost and I'm
tired of waiting for
these things
Where am I
Where am I
Where am I
Where am I yeah
I can't, I can't feel
I can't, I can't feel, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I told you I'm sorry
I can't feel
play patty cake
I'm risking it all, come with a lot of faith, Pop them rackets out my pocket, she like what
I make, Bitch I come on top, I don't gaslight
Just as you shake your head
Like a wolf in my bed
I just need a bit of time
Say "I´m sure you'll be fine"
Like I'm dreaming
With you
Like the ocean
Oooh
I've got secrets I write
I've got songs that I hide
I've got written words that I can't mutter any louder than than this and I
And I'm not gonna
I'm not a phoenix
I don't rise from the ashes
once I burn, once I turn to dust
you don't see it
'cause you color my feather
with the color of fire
(Ayy, ayy)
(Ayy, ayy)
(Ayy)
If I'm lying I'm flying
Falling dominoes, seems like I'm hiding
Keep this P90 by my side
You showed me many signs
You
Starlight escape
I'm feeling restless in this world
I'm longing for something more
I'm searching for a way out
I'm looking for a door
I'm feeling
like Moses
Off so many drugs, that I'm gonna get psychosis
I'm the master of this shit, that's why I'm baiting
You got no hoes on your dick, that's why
I'm coming in
Got things to do
Oh babygirl
I'm coming through to you
I'm coming in
The dirty things we do
My babygirl
I love the way you twirl
I'd
Verse:
Feeling like itself nirvana (like itself nirvana)
now I’m blowing up (blowing up)
Consuming levana (consuming levana)
now I’m doping up (I’m
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