Still ***** up Don't approach me when I'm rolling up Gold blunt guts in the platinum cup I kill my lungs and let my body numb Can't feel a thing you could put me in the rain Droplets running down my face But my skin can not sense a thing
Hold up, hold up Every day I'm getting older, older Every night I'm tryna focus, focus But I can't get it There's something wrong with my head And I can't explain it
I'm running out of options if I ever had any, try not to panic Body itching I'm trying to kick it, life's my bad habit I cause a scene then I'm napping, goodnight I am what's after this life We are the Lords of the Flies Sun out on island we ride
Lot of people say they do what they don't Never seen you alone in these roads Thirty in my pack like a cartridge I blow On the shoulder of the mighty river going with the flow Wait, where I go, I just do what I want Like, who that is and nobody gonna tell me **** No more scraping for the rent No more stealing for some **** I was always in some **** And I swear I'd never admit That I needed a change of pace to really go and arrange My life in some sort of order that doesn't result in pain (what?)
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes NoRedeemingQualities until I'm gone
[00:16.320]Still ***** up [00:17.570]Don't approach me when I'm rolling up [00:19.340]Gold blunt guts in the platinum cup [00:21.210]I kill my lungs and let my body numb [00:23.030]Can't feel a thing you could put me in the rain [00:26.450]Droplets running down my face [00:28.470]But my skin can not sense a thing [00:30.590] [00:30.790]Hold up, hold up [00:33.010]Every day I'm getting older, older [00:36.670]Every night I'm tryna focus, focus [00:40.660]But I can't get it [00:42.470]There's something wrong with my head [00:43.930]And I can't explain it [00:45.890] [00:46.090]I'm running out of options if I ever had any, try not to panic [00:49.710]Body itching I'm trying to kick it, life's my bad habit [00:53.230]I cause a scene then I'm napping, goodnight [00:56.440]I am what's after this life [00:57.850]We are the Lords of the Flies [00:59.660]Sun out on island we ride [01:01.480] [01:01.730]Lot of people say they do what they don't [01:03.320]Never seen you alone in these roads [01:05.350]Thirty in my pack like a cartridge I blow [01:07.220]On the shoulder of the mighty river going with the flow [01:09.230]Wait, where I go, I just do what I want [01:12.000]Like, who that is and nobody gonna tell me **** [01:16.580]No more scraping for the rent [01:18.340]No more stealing for some **** [01:20.100]I was always in some **** [01:21.910]And I swear I'd never admit [01:23.890]That I needed a change of pace to really go and arrange [01:27.870]My life in some sort of order that doesn't result in pain (what?) [01:32.200] [01:32.530]Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes [01:37.320]NoRedeemingQualities until I'm gone
