歌詞2 Gone

LaLion

最終更新日:: 2020年4月23日
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#together against coronavirus

Truth be told The truth gets old When you're standing in the mirror with a fear of the cold

And you sold your soul for golden goals And you hope the hoes, don't quote the flows Cuz then they'll see there's least like 3 who think they freed the light in me Scratch that 99 problems every bitch is one Math class as a tweaker, what's one plus none When your gums so numb that the snow feel warm And your heart stay torn by a woman who swore That she'd tell you all the colors of the world everyday But you wake up to the sun bloody muddy and gray But she funny to stay Lovey dovey to play Til someone trip over the cable and the game never saved Go to plug it in another static screen on display Pen and pad in the hand tryna get me to say Baby I'm way to gone to explain Thinking bout the past with a mask and a cane Thinking bout the truth with an ounce of the green Thinking bout the noose that she tie round her veins Baby I'm way to gone to explain Thinking bout the laughs that they trashed on my name Thinking bout the cash that I got for the chain Thinking bout the love that I sold down the drain So wicked The thoughts I call it an anthem Sick with it Without it man I'd be damned numb All I got is this serotonin to drown some Tell me what's the motive if no one around me have none Look around I see people without it who got it Not a single sign of the talent but heavy wallet Petty with the product, let me smell see if you got it God I gotta admit it, you not the shit, you more like vomit Call it profit, call it conduct, call it marketing narcotics Call it constant use of youth to prove the process of a mosh pit Too demonic Holly wouldn't promise nothing but deposits In the bank account for face tattoos and never being modest Oh God Never said it'd feel like this Woulda focused more in school I don't feel bliss All I wanna do is hit the charts go gold Buy my mama a diamond rarri stop my dad from getting old Baby I'm way to gone to explain Thinking bout the past with a mask and a cane Thinking bout the truth with an ounce of the green Thinking bout the noose that she tie round her veins Baby I'm way to gone to explain Thinking bout the laughs that they trashed on my name Thinking bout the cash that I got for the chain Thinking bout the love that I sold down the drain

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