作词 : Jaylah Hickmon/Malik Sanders 作曲 : Jaylah Hickmon/Malik Sanders Speed the freeway when I need a breeze, aye Wine and Chinese when I feel uneasy Fall to my knees, take a line, I needed a boost Stumble inside of the booth, mumbling none of the truth As sweat drips down my tits I contemplate, how'd it ever get like this? I contemplate, how'd I ever get this rich or get this bag? I wonder what them labels see in a bitch this black I wonder what my friends all think when I'm not there I love the way my ideas flow when I'm not scared I love the way my hips roll slow But I don't like the way it feels when my vices are absent, I'm not there Sleep all day, all night, no time to work, work Ex my fiancé, can't make it work, work Bad bitches get burned, but now that bridge is burned And when them tables turn, ya can't call back Ring-ring, got that call but I can't call back Feeling all alone and I can't stall that I got shit to prove, no time to fall back Fall back, fall for who is where ya left that I wonder what's the point, I wonder why fight? I go to light the joint, I wonder why light? I feel so ig'nant, sick of being friendly Being friendly only bring bad business If repetition is the master's practice Then I'm a mathematician when it comes to fashion Doechii-ana giving trash couture Your fit is a detour, I'm not none of these whores Lost friends, shed just like loose skin I lost friends and lost kin closer than him, these loose ends I'd rather choose me over them These loose ends or a hymn when I'm bleeding and I'm fading out You know I gotta up that stock, I gotta up my profit when I'm outside Keep my composure when I'm outside sober, gotta up my profit...
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jaylah Hickmon/Malik Sanders [00:01.000] 作曲 : Jaylah Hickmon/Malik Sanders [00:11.303] Speed the freeway when I need a breeze, aye [00:14.271] Wine and Chinese when I feel uneasy [00:17.101] Fall to my knees, take a line, I needed a boost [00:19.976] Stumble inside of the booth, mumbling none of the truth [00:23.332] As sweat drips down my tits [00:25.480] I contemplate, how'd it ever get like this? [00:28.269] I contemplate, how'd I ever get this rich or get this bag? [00:32.009] I wonder what them labels see in a bitch this black [00:34.944] I wonder what my friends all think when I'm not there [00:37.694] I love the way my ideas flow when I'm not scared [00:40.485] I love the way my hips roll slow [00:42.326] But I don't like the way it feels when my vices are absent, I'm not there [00:57.026] Sleep all day, all night, no time to work, work [01:00.053] Ex my fiancé, can't make it work, work [01:02.816] Bad bitches get burned, but now that bridge is burned [01:05.954] And when them tables turn, ya can't call back [01:08.525] Ring-ring, got that call but I can't call back [01:11.396] Feeling all alone and I can't stall that [01:14.262] I got shit to prove, no time to fall back [01:17.102] Fall back, fall for who is where ya left that [01:20.494] I wonder what's the point, I wonder why fight? [01:23.318] I go to light the joint, I wonder why light? [01:26.245] I feel so ig'nant, sick of being friendly [01:29.098] Being friendly only bring bad business [01:32.342] If repetition is the master's practice [01:34.848] Then I'm a mathematician when it comes to fashion [01:37.749] Doechii-ana giving trash couture [01:39.968] Your fit is a detour, I'm not none of these whores [01:54.202] Lost friends, shed just like loose skin [01:56.900] I lost friends and lost kin closer than him, these loose ends [02:00.547] I'd rather choose me over them [02:02.371] These loose ends or a hymn when I'm bleeding and I'm fading out [02:06.271] You know I gotta up that stock, I gotta up my profit when I'm outside [02:10.713] Keep my composure when I'm outside sober, gotta up my profit...
