歌词
It's 5am she's tryna right her wrongs
It's 5am i’m tryna write a song
Bout the bitches
Don’t mean to call 'em bitches but they singing along
24 hours just poofed
Another is gone
Black soul, that didn’t do nothing that wrong
Like remember even we were your veterans dog
And if they pay attention we must be deep in the mall
I wonder if I take it far
Will we even go far?
When I look up at the stars
Do I answer to Mars
Do I answer to astrology
Or made up apologies
When I know you didn’t really mean it
You just say sorry cause the route you took didn’t end up scenic
Most of your acting I've done ready seen it
You a star in your own right
Should get a plaque by your nights
You a trip you a long flight
Yikes
I've made up my mind
Time is running out
Make a move
2018 I went fucking stagnant
Thinking 'bout who has it
How I didn’t have it
Some of my peers I guess as you can call 'em
We all either with jobs or stuggling the ballin'
To each his own
Just tryna find a decent home
This shit will tire you like Michelin
This rapper dude I know just bought some rims again
She don’t want a band
She just wanna dance
I done had too many friends
Not support my end
Rosanne’s, Rosie’s & Roxanne’s
Will you be there when I pop then
IDK
I’m just tryna be IDK status
"Wow that **** made status"
Gave you all the insight now you craving all the lames at us
Who knew for me you wouldn’t stick up
Who the hell knew you would switch up
Fuck
I've made up my mind
Time is running out
Make a move
Don’t hit me up when you hear this back
I see how some **** move
And then they take it back
Some **** coming at me
Ring fingers, boys in black
But when I ask you wassup
You always make me laugh
Must be a clown
I don’t tweet when i’m down
And they don’t come around
I’m just too important
I know they fucking know it
They just losing focus
Doors I finna close it
Riding whip ghosting
Only when i'm rapping do the boasting, bragging
Don’t take no flights with baggage
Waste no S E C O N D S
Boy we been some 'Bastards'
Get it?
All these **** tryna leverage
Get close to my messages
Don’t swim in the water they just testing it
If you fake, fucked me over or fucked up my lettering
Don’t hit me later this is deading it
You getting it?
Written by: Desperry
