I lost too much hope, I believe in you too much I could be lost, though, let me be wrong, though You still sing my songs, though It´s a miracle we even get along, though Feels new, feels special, somehow, it still feels wrong, though
Long car drives that me and you, it´s not built for Give me attention, I´ll keep on sinnin´ I made a symphony out my miseries A million out my little speech, a kajillion, I´m on a killin´ spree Blood splattered, a hundred field of my enemies I´m bouncin´, I got bendy knees Like Kobe, step back, mm, take a three Kobe my Buddha, I adopted his mentality I´m in this bitch ´til I ain´t no more
Seen things I can´t repeat Been dreamin´ ´bout the wrong boys If I ain´t had no Cole or had no Rome, I´d prolly be locked alone Back when you was my megaphone, Texas with my gym clothes
My dick hard, my bitch know My dick hard, won´t you help me out? My dick hard, what we talkin´ ´bout? Call you a Uber just to open your mouth Bitch love talkin´, ´bout to run his mouth If you don´t call me back, I´ma kill myself Yeah, yeah, raindrops, I can´t miss a step or it´s done, bitch Do exactly what I want, bitch Do without havin´ to front, bitch Hundred grand, Loewe bag for the month Fill the void, fill the void ´til it´s done (Bitch, bitch, bitch)
Let me spell it out for you, I-A-M-T-H-E-O-N-E Lil´ kid stopped me in the street Skyscraper shit, lookin´ up at me Let me spell it out for you, I-A-M-T-H-E-O-N-E
Lil´ kid stopped me in the street Skyscraper shit, lookin´ up at me