Creepin' up from behind Money up on my mind Butterfly on my side Make it fly, then you die I've got lies in my eyes All my times been reprised Compromised with my lies Now I'm stuck inside my mind Resurrect everytime I die Crash and survived everytime I ride Cash sight eyes with a blunt I fly On a broomstick high up in the sky Levitate down till my feet feel ground I don't give a fuck how you feel now Never gave a fuck how we felt then But now we on and now you want it now
Rollin' with the roof blown off Stolen when the blade get drawn Hold it, do you really wanna live Do you really wanna die, do you Really wanna try me Show me, tell me, throw me, roll me Body made of drug might as well just smoke me Hold me closely, put me away Acting like a killer but you just so safe
That's just how it is That's just how it is That's just, that's just how it isTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
