Can’t go ghost, I’m back
I’m pouring up lean, it’s not yak
I’m wearing Supreme, it’s all black
Like what do I need?
I know that money is good,
but I only want more peace
I only think about bread in the morning,
like I gotta eat
They’re telling me that I’m important,
I’m moving discrete
Destroying the streets
New GLE
So offline I might crash out and OD
I know that you’ve been a bit lonely
Don’t act like you don’t know me
Please don’t act shy
Call me up, phone me
Play your part, put the rest on me
I know you’re mad I ain’t text all week
don’t lie bae, you got no sleep
Late nights you can still phone me
I know you’re far from the girl I need
Step out your house, I’m your road
Tired of talking on the phone
Pattern up girl, we both are grown
How the fuck we goin back n forth?
Really thought this German ran its course?????
Somehow it’s worse than before
Remember times smoking stressed out
Nowadays I only turn to the Lord
I think that this version of me is the best
Had to go and learn from before
Got me walkin around with my chest out
Like the worlds really yours
Fuck it, yeah the worlds really yours
Gotta mix the burbs with diors
used to think that smokin up was the best route
that dont work anymore
Can’t go ghost, I’m back
I’m pouring up lean, it’s not yak
I’m wearing Supreme, it’s all black
Like what do I need?
I know that money is good,
but I only want more peace
I only think about bread in the morning,
like I gotta eat
They’re telling me that I’m important,
I’m moving discrete
Destroying the streets
New GLE
So offline I might crash out and OD
nothing feels the same anymore
So lonely in my bed
I know u feel same please dont be depressed
You can always call me hit me thru a text
I know I did wrong, ill clean my own mess
I know that your still hurt, expected no less
Early in the morning up wid no rest
Thinking bout I gotta catch next
I ain’t sleep on that flight to Dubai
Writers block over the clouds writing songs in sky
For now I don’t wanna get high
It’s blems for now I’m alright
Bro got the same whip matching too little convoy side by side
cuttin’ some old friends off
i know they ain’t no people of mine
i know that life gets realer with time
(it’s frozen)
i don’t really wanna post
i’d rather live in the moment
life was never this sweet
i really feel like im chosen
in the mud i weren’t stuck
done this shit with no luck
Can’t go ghost, I’m back
I’m pouring up lean, it’s not yak
I’m wearing Supreme, it’s all black
Like what do I need?
I know that money is good,
but I only want more peace
I only think about bread in the morning,
like I gotta eat
They’re telling me that I’m important,
I’m moving discrete
Destroying the streets
New GLE
So offline I might crash out and OD.
