funeral
Green birds on my hand
Don't wanna seem oppsessed
But everybody talks 'bout chasing the bag
Wish I was unimpressed
But I can't get my hand off materialistic things
This not who I aspire to be
But if that's what I need
To please my desires and reach
Some kind of freedom
I won't be defeated
Force me on my knees
I drop bodies for that reason
When I say I got too much
Soon to be the money on my hand
When I say I got too much
I don't want this shit to end
When I say I got too much
Soon to be the money on my hand
When I say I got too much
I don't want this shit to end
I don't
I don't want this shit to end
I
Baby I ain't lost it
What you talking 'bout? Baby I ain't toxic
Got no other option
Write a lil' pretty note I'll put it in my lockеt
Talking
I can't stand it
Taking damage
I get gone whеn I don't plan it
I never plan it
I'ma kill myself and wake up on another planet
When I say I got too much
Soon to be the money on my hand
When I say I got too much
I don't want this shit to end
When I say I got too much
Soon to be the money on my hand
When I say I got too much
I don't want this shit to end
Why
Do I have to give a f*ck
Why
Do I have to step it up
Why
Do I have money on my mind
And why
Do I seem vicious when I try
I seem to be chasing something
Might never have it
End up in a coffin
Never obtain never settle
But f*ck I don't get
Resetting my settings
But in the end i give in under pressure
This not who I aspire to be
But if thats what I need
To please my desires and reach
Some kind of freedom
I won't be defeated
Force me on my knees
I drop bodies for that reason
When I say I got too much
Soon to be the money on my hand
When I say I got too much
I don't want this shit to end
When I say I got too much
Soon to be the money on my hand
When I say I got too much
I don't want this shit to end