Letras
Try to take my soul today, you're gonna wait until tomorrow
Hide away the stolen bag, heard they pay high in dollars
Pile away the hopeless ways, all your pain and all your sorrow
Tryna find another way, way to get back time you borrowed
I might make it the whole day, without watching every hour
Finer than a pot of clay, nicer than a nice warm shower
Kinder than the way you play, something shifts until its sour
Dime a dollar, five a day, drip in all their fit is foul
Shook, that's a look
Wrote a hook, served it cooked
In a nook, with a book
What it took, how it look
Try to take my soul today, you're gonna wait until tomorrow
Hide away the stolen bag, heard they pay high in dollars
Pile away the hopeless ways, all your pain and all your sorrow
Tryna find another way, way to get back time you borrowed
I might make it the whole day, without watching every hour
Finer than a pot of clay, nicer than a nice warm shower
Kinder than the way you play, something shifts until its sour
Dime a dollar, five a day, drip in all their fit is foul
By the way I hope you stay, I could sit here like a flower
Shout out those that paved the way, may they all rest in power
Tryna make another play, while we make the best of ours
Lose yourself or make a way, every single path we follow
Carry on the broken day, standing tall like a tower
Wearing out your welcome stay, time to go home and shower
Scaring off the help at bay, sending signals, sending flowers
Pair it with a better pay, never need to ever follow
Soon, western dude
Thought you knew, guess it's news
To be true, rather rude
Hold the glue, my own shoe
Try to take my soul today, you're gonna wait until tomorrow
Hide away the stolen bag, heard they pay high in dollars
Pile away the hopeless ways, all your pain and all your sorrow
Tryna find another way, way to get back time you borrowed
I might make it the whole day, without watching every hour
Finer than a pot of clay, nicer than a nice warm shower
Kinder than the way you play, something shifts until its sour
Dime a dollar, five a day, drip in all their fit is foul
By the way I hope you stay, I could sit here like a flower
Shout out those that paved the way, may they all rest in power
Tryna make another play, while we make the best of ours
Lose yourself or make a way, every single path we follow
Carry on the broken day, standing tall like a tower
Wearing out your welcome stay, time to go home and shower
Scaring off the help at bay, sending signals, sending flowers
Pair it with a better pay, never need to ever follow