[Intro]
Soul ties, love signs. I’m on my own
Passin’ up road signs. I gotta go, I gotta go
[Verse 1]
Tell me how your tongue ties through all the lies
Chillin’ in the outfield waiting for a fly
Have you seen what I mean, tear my seams from inside
Hear tear drips on beat freely think every week I don’t talk about it
Talk to you don’t talk to me
That luxury piece I can’t afford
I’d rather sleep than record
Another season ignored
I dropped my keys at the door
I got my foot in of course
But I can’t tap from the source
Retweet receipts easy freed up space
I can’t breathe
Aquafina fill up boxy feelin’
Hope you never see me weak
I freeze I crease PT with drink
I smoke I cheat I tease
They tell me damn he got melodies
And that’s lovely but it’s all comedy to me
Not the type that’s funny
[Chorus]
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
[Verse 2]
I can see you out my reach
Only flirt when they got five leagues on me
Retality I’ll get rich
Reality she’s a bitch
But formally I’m interested
Got a few watches on my wrist
To remind me I ain’t got all day
Her face like congratulations you a dick
I got my homies on my six
Like y’all don’t know me since the sixth
I’ll be waiting for death’s kiss
So I can tongue that bitch and fuck her till she get restless
Sounds kind of reckless
My occupation requires my concentration be on other operations
And fires of passionate love and desires
Hire a cupid to fire a volley on the entire
Bachelor season, niners attire
Cans on my tires
[Chorus]
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
[Outro]
Soul ties, love signs, I’m on my own
Passin’ up road signs, I gotta go
