Letras
Can't believe I'm sittin' here, starin' at your grave, shit's great, look
Damn 'cause, I can't believe I'm sittin' here
Starin' at your grave, shit's great, now you isn't here
How you disappear from the team, still it bothers me
Yeah, it horrors me, thought to stop it all and go retreat
Your funeral was the first time I'd worn a suit and tie
I had to look your family in the eyes, they all seemed dead inside
If you had a chance to press it, would you press rewind?
If you knew that you were livin' life on borrowed time?
Nah, of course you would, silly question, so would I
Know you remember thick Latia with the jelly fies
Or fat parents, every week used to rub his back
Or when we both got nicked on the 109
Throw back those days, hold that, no way
Throw that, Rosé, go mad, road rage
My bros not here, roll up top tier
I can't think right, tell me what's near
Let me quickly hop in after, 'cause I weren't the one
You must've smoked the Howl High, Ivy Magic, bud
Now I'm only playin', I ain't mean to make you jump
But on the real, now I'm gone, keep the music up
'Cause we weren't gettin' nowhere with this championship
We hit the maddest of the moves, and look at what it did
And of course I remember all them pretty fucks
But when you add them up, they ain't worth chillin' in the box
So what you got now, save it, don't waste it
Don't worry about the get back, 'cause you'll regret that
You made enough to leave the ends now, say bye to friends now
Grab the fam and get the rest out, show's called 'The Same Route'
What you mean, bro? You're jokin'
If I was lying there I know you'd smoke him
How we talkin', will I wake up any moment?
This is all nuts, but stay static, that I can't do
Still don't even know who it was, that went and popped you