Letras
Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh
Seein' fire in a place, ain't nothin' what you used to
I ain't filing complaint, cause at this point it's the usual
I had clean the leaves with rakes, and I did like a regular
We on high stakes, I think that you gotta knock on wood
Connecting these pieces, they know that I'm on to them
Don't distract me with presents, I want em' all
I don't fuu' with people, ain't that obvious?
Only bout my pupils, it's just only us
I'm tryn' take her to prom, but she don't know what she want
Cut out the riff raft, cause my mom cuss you out
Ride in a big bod, this bih' like wave rod
Push all the cold off, but yall in the vineyard
I wanted to see ya, I wanted to see grandpa
But in the graveyard, he in the graveyard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All my grands, restin' in peace
I don't got no gramps, nor a daddy
She wan' feel my hands, they decaying
Okay, what would we get for Christmas? We probably way too broke
That's why I keep making music, and I'm prayin' and that I blow
And I don't got nobody to help out, nobody, my bro
But you know when they ask if you good, you could never say no
So I just continue to hope, prayin, pullin' down that rope
I don't, wanna do it, no no, I don't wanna think 'bout it
I don't even wanna vent, feel bad everytime I sin
I don't know what's going in, I don't know what's going in
Seein' fire in a place, ain't nothin' what you used to
I ain't filing complaint, cause at this point it's the usual
I've been dying on the brink, at this point you can see it in the cubicle
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Zari way too beautiful
Kam say I'm delusional, rejected, that's my funeral
Another nigga, I'm a juvenile
Like what you wanna show, my love is yours
Yo name in the snow, for Christmas I want you and you
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Seein' fire in a place, ain't nothin' what you used to
I ain't filing complaint, cause at this point it's the usual
I've been dying on the brink, at this point you can see it in the cubicle