Текст песни
As a hobby, I answer unanswered questions
Learn some life, it'll teach you a fucking
Lesson Busy asking God for all his blessings while
You're out Doing bad to my name
Nothing good comes with fame I'm truly the one to blame
Everything just fills me with rage On this path, I'm a lonely sage
If I ever find you, war on your head I'll wage
Filling my cup up with some rage On this path, I'm a lonely sage
Working for minimum wage All this shit's so depressing
I find myself always stressing Like, baby girl, you were a blessing while
It lasted Now I'm rolling up like it's plastic
I took some measures, and you know that shit was drastic
When we fucked, it was cinematic But now I'm just popping acid
I let my feelings grow passive One month in the slammer
Beating the walls with a hammer Every day just turns sadder
Every day I just get madder Every day I just get madder
Yuh, yuh, ay
Yuh, ay
I find myself always stressing Like, baby girl, you were a blessing while
It lasted Now I'm rolling up like it's plastic
I took some measures and you know that shit was drastic
When we fucked, it was cinematic But now I'm just popping acid
I let my feelings grow passive One month in the slammer
Beating the walls with a fucking hammer Every day just turns sadder
Every day I just get madder Every day I just get madder
Yeah, yeah, ay
Yeah, yeah
Got no real ones left, bro
Only person I ever loved cheated, bro
Fuck this shit
Wockstar for life