I set the table with the ice water I´ve got the bread and the wine sorted Labels want your soul for the right offer Maybe when pigs fly like I fly Qantas Those in my corner, I would die for ya
Some people said they would but they lied to us When a couple hundred felt ginormous A couple thousand, the mind wanders Used to smoke in the forest just to waste time Seeing them Grammy´s in my mind at the same time So fuck what you heard on the grapevine I cut the grapevine just to make wine I cut the grapevine just to make, uh But at the same time
I need some smooth sailing, I´ve been seasick I took the long way, let´s call it scenic Try to cut people off, but I can´t leave it That´s the thing with people who grew up like we did We forgive too much When the same ones that ditch you come to pick you up
When the same ones that cut you wanna stitch you up I guess that´s where the issues start But we figure it out Drinking ouzo with my Greek mates out the back of the house Where the damsels drip dry ‘cause we don´t have any towels Man´s Kmart bummy Going shopping with no money, we´re just having a browse Those summers was blessed, and they´re not done yet I ticked a million goals off, got a million left These rappers sending subliminals need to be more direct I´m on this legendary path and I´m not skipping a step
As if I care what they think Y´all say the same things, every verse is a jinx Manifested this all, and I´ll be there in a blink 182, got the juice like a celery drink I´ve seen police violence, not the version with Sting I´ve seen drug flings turn into a permanent thing I´ve seen ice cold nights, temperature of a rink You can see in my eyes, I been there at the brink But I tell it to a microphone instead of a shrink That´s why the fans tat my name down in permanent ink I´ve been dreaming of a trip, sun turning me pink But I´m driving in this car that´s going nearly extinct I see sharks circling but I´m never gon´ sink A hundred bitches in my DM´s that I´m never gon´ link
I would rather wear this hoodie than a Burberry mink Make a couple million I´m gon´ never be seen
Did you know, did you know, did you know Did you know that I´m on your side? On your side But it´s getting late It´s getting late, getting late, getting late And it´s almost home time, did you know?
Feelings got me real sickly, that shit my Achilles How´s it going with him? I hope that it´s flimsy I would fill my car up, pick you up, and bring you with me Priorities shifting, stick shifting I used to think the only thing that mattered was a bad bitch
No, I´m not from Florida, I never bagged a catfish Does it make me bigger? Is it just a bandage? Looking in the mirror, and I can´t even stand it Losing to distractions, contraptions, apps, and pornographics Now, fucking you I´m flaccid They tell me that it happens But we´ve been going backwards And you´re the reason why Why I´ve got these bad thoughts in my mind again Why I´ve got these bad thoughts in my mind again Why I´ve got these bad thoughts in my mind again, mind Why I´ve got these bad thoughts in my-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m Why I´ve got these bad thoughts in my mind again Why I´ve got these bad thoughts in my mind again
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