Текст пісні
I don't feel cool no more,
If I ever was
They said that you would know
I used to be the man, I was the U-N-O
I flashed a couple bands & fucked on groupie hoes
Yeah I really had a plan but life get difficult
Feel like I went missing though, Invisible
Everything so different, bitches filled with silicone
Personalities on sale on line just like that purse
Who i'm trynna be is not a being from this earth
I will not lie, I been down bad
Just lost my boy from 'round the way, that shit made me sad
Become so toxic In relationships I feel the pain
I guess I really should be healing in a better way
Dirt on my hands gotta wash it all off
This how I feel I cannot just call off
It feel good to ya till ya fall off,
Fall off,
Fall-
So do you wanna risk it all or do you wanna miss it all
It's a 50/50 chance you fall off
Fall off,
Fall
It's a 50/50 chance you fall off
It's a 50/50 chance you fall off
Imposter syndrome;
The boy done lost his confidence,
No faking it it's really been a problem for 'em
Yeah he still writing them songs
But his pocket ain't got sunshine
Just dollar bills & dope rhymes
Know he's survived worst than this, don't wanna kill the vibe
He get so high and start to reminisce on different times
This shit sweet & sour I suppose he gotta stay in line
He been up for hours drinking, thinking 'bout a different life
Dirt on my hands gotta wash it all off
This how I feel I cannot just call off
It feel good to ya till ya fall off,
Fall off,
Fall-
So do you wanna risk it all or do you wanna miss it all
It's a 50/50 chance you fall off
Fall off,
Fall
Dirt on my hands gotta wash it all off
This how I feel I cannot just call off
It feel good to ya till ya fall off,
Fall off,