Lyrics

Styrofoam sippin' my cup be filled up with the lean She don't like how I'm living she wanna take me out the streets But baby I can't go, I know it'll be harder leave Did too much with my brothers make it as a team I'm trying hard not to repeat the same mistakes I made before Another week, another body laying dead up on the floor Nah, he can't live to see the future He can't see what his life would've had in store for him Was acting brave so we had to take his soul from him Bumping heads with demons every night he wanted me to go with him Wants me to see the wrong me to go on tour with him But I got bigger plans this shit be fucking so different Know if I make it you'll never see older me Fucking on my exes no there ain't no getting over me I'ma spit my feelings, i'ma do it fucking soulfully We sinning wrongfully, there's something wrong with me And I be feeling like these drugs be taking hold of me Styrofoam sippin' my cup be filled up with the lean She don't like how I'm living she wanna take me out the streets But baby I can't go, I know it'll be harder leave Did too much with my brothers make it as a team I'm trying hard not to repeat the same mistakes I made before Another week, another body laying dead up on the floor Nah, he can't live to see the future He can't see what his life would've had in store for him Was acting brave so we had to take his soul from him Storm, umbrella Just know that if you ever slip and fall you better get up Because them killers standing over you and they don't got a smile up on They face when they approaching you But they just got a smile when they gon' do what they suppose to do A lotta killers one phone call they doing what they told to do A lotta drillings one gon' fall and they gon' put a hold in you There ain't no holding you I'm getting money baby girl I'm getting over you Styrofoam sippin' my cup be filled up with the lean She don't like how I'm living she wanna take me out the streets But baby I can't go, I know it'll be harder leave Did too much with my brothers make it as a team I'm trying hard not to repeat the same mistakes I made before Another week, another body laying dead up on the floor Nah, he can't live to see the future He can't see what his life would've had in store for him Was acting brave so we had to take his soul from him
Writer(s): Eric Ren, Chaunjay Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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