*Huh, ayy fewtile*
They keep telling me
Dis isn't hell
I don't believe em'
A2A, yeah yeah
Aye
They keep telling me
Dis isn't hell
I don't believe em'
Aye, Aye, Aye
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Guess I'll see ya
On da other side
No one gon'
Tell me otherwise
I used to tell
A ton of lies
It's weird dat
I would wonder why?
Most people
Usually hated me
'Cause I'd be slimy
F*cking high
Wish I could pull up
On Neil right now
& tell his ass
"Jump inside"
Recounted how
I couldn't save his life
At least a hundred times
But truly I'm so hurt inside
Since the day
That my brother died
Would do anything
To bring him back
& not see his mother cry
It sucked seeing him struggle
In da end
We all got troubled lives
Praying everything
Will work out
Wednesday night
Plottin' on a bag
Jus' threw some percs down
Turn down?
Why?
I'm getting high
To calm my nerves down
Hurts how
Most da ones I loved
Beneath the dirt now
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Anxiety blocking my airways
Pretty lil' thing
Wit extensions
Who got a pear waist
I don't follow rules homie
Winners don't play a fair game
How I'm still alive?
I don't know
But I wouldn't dare change
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
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English
*Huh, ayy fewtile*
They keep telling me
Dis isn't hell
I don't believe em'
A2A, yeah yeah
Aye
They keep telling me
Dis isn't hell
I don't believe em'
Aye, Aye, Aye
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Guess I'll see ya
On da other side
No one gon'
Tell me otherwise
I used to tell
A ton of lies
It's weird dat
I would wonder why?
Most people
Usually hated me
'Cause I'd be slimy
F*cking high
Wish I could pull up
On Neil right now
& tell his ass
"Jump inside"
Recounted how
I couldn't save his life
At least a hundred times
But truly I'm so hurt inside
Since the day
That my brother died
Would do anything
To bring him back
& not see his mother cry
It sucked seeing him struggle
In da end
We all got troubled lives
Praying everything
Will work out
Wednesday night
Plottin' on a bag
Jus' threw some percs down
Turn down?
Why?
I'm getting high
To calm my nerves down
Hurts how
Most da ones I loved
Beneath the dirt now
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Anxiety blocking my airways
Pretty lil' thing
Wit extensions
Who got a pear waist
I don't follow rules homie
Winners don't play a fair game
How I'm still alive?
I don't know
But I wouldn't dare change
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
They keep telling me
Dis isn't hell
I don't believe em'
A2A, yeah yeah
Aye
They keep telling me
Dis isn't hell
I don't believe em'
Aye, Aye, Aye
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Guess I'll see ya
On da other side
No one gon'
Tell me otherwise
I used to tell
A ton of lies
It's weird dat
I would wonder why?
Most people
Usually hated me
'Cause I'd be slimy
F*cking high
Wish I could pull up
On Neil right now
& tell his ass
"Jump inside"
Recounted how
I couldn't save his life
At least a hundred times
But truly I'm so hurt inside
Since the day
That my brother died
Would do anything
To bring him back
& not see his mother cry
It sucked seeing him struggle
In da end
We all got troubled lives
Praying everything
Will work out
Wednesday night
Plottin' on a bag
Jus' threw some percs down
Turn down?
Why?
I'm getting high
To calm my nerves down
Hurts how
Most da ones I loved
Beneath the dirt now
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Anxiety blocking my airways
Pretty lil' thing
Wit extensions
Who got a pear waist
I don't follow rules homie
Winners don't play a fair game
How I'm still alive?
I don't know
But I wouldn't dare change
They keep telling me
Dis isnt hell
I don't believe em'
Let's talk about da drugs
I'll be quite frank wit you
I need em'
I'm last place in dis race
She always on my case
No Keenum
Gon' do whatever it take
I'm not scared
To lose my freedom
No onomatopoeia
While I'm (skrtin')
In a Kia (skrt)
I see how you living
Man I'd really hate
To be ya
If she gon' be a diva
Then I wouldn't
Wanna see her
Black truck
Wit' my heater
Masked up
I feel like Sia
Writer: Christian Brogren
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