Dead Poet's Society

Aye, aye Lotta vibes up in the room This shit feel just like a tomb Feel like this might be my doom Lotta vibes up in this room Say love Don't hear what you say love Pray up Make it through night to the day love To the day love Gotta stay up With a bad bitch consuela Keep me on my toes ballet love Feel more alone err day love Who gone be my savior Who gone take your place love Too much shit on my plate Who gone turn this table Who gone turn this tape up Who gone feel my pain love Who gone take these pills up on my hands when i can't stay up I'm a fall again I'm off the cliff and the wall again Feeling so low it feel like up Gotta hold on to tomorrow again If i call again I Lose it all again Locked in white walls again Therapist call her friend But she ain't for me at all in end Lotta vibes up in the room This shit feel just like a tomb Feel like this might be my doom Lotta vibes up in this room Chasing a Millie Get rich or die I'm too fifty Straight off the ave thats 250 Half of a half that's 250 Stacking up bank Thinking my shit don't smell when it stank Can't see tears when you cry in the rain Live by the Kobe rule Nigga no crying at the pank Rolling up dank King of the hill no Bobby no hank Straight to the point no cut no shank 2 in the ribs and one in the flank Whole lotta foolies in the gang way Feelin like keef in his heyday Start to get hot every day day Summertime killing that's a May Day That's a May Day Father forgive me for i have sinned But situations they put me in I'm a sin again Trying to be right as rain Victim to the sins of men Fall to my knees again Begging lord please again I know the karma a product of me again Sow what i reap again What i reap again Prolly gone lie again Asking lord why again Make my bih cry again Wish i would die again Wish i would i die again Lotta vibes up in the room This shit feel just like a tomb Feel like this might be my doom Lotta vibes up in this room