Lyrics:
know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
smoking on a sploof
She hopped up in my ride and asked if she could drive
Then, she turned the radio to Bullet For My Valentine
I was like damn, girl, you
do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my
an angel sent for me
Or maybe my struggle was orchestrated like a symphony
Righteous son
You live by the gun
You die by the bullet
You feel the heat when
On the ridge of Hammersmith and Energy Hill
That bullet out of nowhere shot between us
And we laughed... and went on frying
Then that day we saw
Running free
Faster than I dare
World flying by
But I don't care
Yeah I don't care
My road to nowhere
Breathing in
Breathing in the air
My two mile
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
not meant to go
And ever since they passed it made my heart to stone
So for the dead this journey goes on
Se pone pesada la situación
Se escuchan los
Ain't nowhere to hide, I'm gonna miss you by my side
This fate leaves me numb
I wander with no guide
I hate what I've become
I never wanted this surprise
the bullet
Or stop playing with loaded guns
Stop playing with loaded guns
All this back and forth, what is it for?
The silent games, the tug of war
Wish I
God is leading us
Beg him for forgivingness
Sinners repent their sins
And this is how the story goes
Flat on his back overcome by the rose
Satan is
OG's just OD's and assholes gettin' paper
That don't even know these old streets
So, don't pardon me for
Bein' aggressively savage i'm on my Titan
Shit
(Oh, Oh, Oh)
(Yea, Yea, Oh, Oh, Oh)
(Yea, Oh)
Ha! GG
Long road nowhere to go, Just keep my head on
Hope my n**** don't cross me out, 'cause that shit
my cock"
Watch them rock gently in the
Tide by the fucking dock i'm getting sloppy
Shooting at the sky
Killing all the angels, making baby Jesus cry
I remember those lost in the dark
The bullet or the blade that kept us apart
But I’ve been moving on, can’t be still for long
‘Cause it’s the only
do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my
curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that
going nowhere, like a play by Moliere, I'm feeling sick
But it's probably just my imagination some sad amalgamation of heartache and wishes
But that was
It's a really long road tryna do it for myself
It's a really long road can somebody bring help
Ima bring hell, yeah ima bring hell
Bae you straight
to the fullest
Everybody dying caused by a bullet
Everybody scared to dream nowadays
Walk the same path go find another way
I’ve been tryna get the money but it’s
the game alone
Rim dumps got you flossing, for that big ring project
[Hook]
Nowhere to rest... Nowhere to hide... My growl on
No bids to win... The game
am weary, I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest
From out of nowhere Felina has found
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