Текст песни
Lemonade don't taste the same when it's been raining outside
I need something to numb the pain, it's been weighin' on my mind
Paper chasing keep me racing, Billy, there's no finish line
Baby Bone, I might be slippin' but I'm still grippin' my .9
Why would I get that bitch a burkin? She never put no work in
I been slaving away every day, my body is hurting, will it be worth it?
When the curtains open up, pandemonium erupts
Florida boys still getting buck, I got two killers ridin' with me
AK poking out the truck, too many bitches wanna fuck, I give a fuck
You wanna smoke to light it up, you wanna drink then pour it up
These pills I'm poppin' got me stuck, I'm trapped inside this spiderweb
They wanna fill me up with lead, I'm [?] life like livin'
Dead man walking, walking, dead
Always keep them pistols loaded, point it at my fucking head, yeah
I'm sick of the world, I'm sick of the rumors
I'm sick of the fame, I'm sick in the head
I reap what I sow, I'll lend you my bed
[?] I'd rather be dead
Lemonade don't taste the same when it's been raining outside
I need something to numb the pain, it's been weighin' on my mind
Paper chasing keep me racing, Billy, there's no finish line
Baby Bone, I might be slippin' but I'm still grippin' my .9
Lemonade don't taste the same when it's been raining outside
I need something to numb the pain, it's been weighin' on my mind
Paper chasing keep me racing, Billy, there's no finish line
Baby Bone, I might be slippin' but I'm still grippin' my .9
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang
ALL BUT 6 the gang, ALL BUT 6 the gang