I’m about to quit fucking everything for this, yeah
Let me get the cake, yeah Left me hungry through the whole fuckin’ day, yeah People choosin’ clothes and they choosin’ fates, yeah Mine’s real but the rest of them are fake, yeah ay Baby found God in the form of a powder for the schnoz Baby that ain’t God, you feedin’ the devil Obsessed with the thought of being rebels, yeah
You ain’t gotta go too hard Provin’ character is evidence I worry some thoughts But if they don’t like me I’ll die with [?]
I’m up in the night time Took a while just to feel right Shadow figures in my eye sight Lock down to the bed I’ma wake in my head Night terrors, I don’t sleep right This a cute lil’ song Get clout, get girls Wearin’ cute lil’ thongs I’m not feelin’ it I’m just tryna be unique, I’m not hearin’ it No sound of fallin’ off but in fear of it I could spend a lifetime tryna flow with kicks I could spend a lifetime on my lyrics shit You know what it is Six polar bears, snowy shit Colder than a bitch
Let me get the cake, yeah Left me hungry through the whole fuckin’ day, yeah People choosin’ clothes and they choosin’ fates, yeah Mine’s real but the rest of them are fake, yeah ay Baby found God in the form of a [?] Baby that ain’t God, you feedin’ the devil Obsessed with the thought of being rebels, yeah