6obby, HKFiftyOne - rainyday lyrics
[6obby, HKFiftyOne - rainyday lyrics]
Yeah, I'm barebones in a coffeehouse, ayy
Runnin' through my thoughts as I
Think about what to say
She the type of girl to grind
And make her own way
Don't know if she even noticed
Me the other day i'm in the coffeehouse
Just thinkin' too much 'bout my past
Another rainy day is goin' by
It's goin' fast
This girl don't have no name but
I'm just too afraid to ask
I ain't scared of nothin'
Flex my BAPE but I don't hear back
She so pretty, she don't know
It, she a star, yeah
She not impressed when I go
Skirt off in my car, yeah
I try to grind and make
My way into her heart, yeah
I'm still juggin' on the west end
Like I was a heartthrob
Tryna get her attention with all
This shit I bought
Got a Fendi, got a BAPE, got some Polo socks
Other females in this town, yeah
They give me top
I get every girl except the one I want
Kill me slowly, yeah, I never asked for
All the hurt you caused while
I'm dead on the floor
You don't know what you're doing to me
Whoa, whoa
Kill me slowly, yeah, I never asked for
(Kill me slowly)
All the hurt you caused while
I'm dead on the floor (Kill me slowly)
You don't know what you're doing to me
(Kill me slowly) whoa, whoa (Whoa)
Ayy
And I'm workin' my hardest and
Countin' and this guap
Time is money so I went
And copped a Gucci watch
I ain't really feelin' all this shit
I'm missin' you
Smoke a little and I always
End up textin' you
You don't really care about me or what I do
I'm tryna make this work but you
Don't see my point of view
And all these words I talk
You always say it isn't true i just say
"Fuck it" I don't know what to do
Go and waste a couple
Stacks on designer shoes
Go and smoke a bunch of dope
It's a constant loop
Chillin' in some vintage
Smokin' in the fuckin' coupe
I'm workin' so hard and it
Don't mean shit to you
Hoppin' to conclusions like a kangaroo
But honestly, this shit was so overdue
And fuck all this sadness 'cause
I'm just through with you
Said fuck all this sadness 'cause
I'm just through with you
You don't really care that I'm sad, yeah
You just wanna help me count my bands, yeah
You don't really care that I'm sad, yeah
You just wanna help me count my bands, yeah
Kill me slowly, yeah, I never asked for
(Kill me slowly)
All the hurt you caused while
I'm dead on the floor (Kill me slowly)
You don't know what you're doing to me
(Kill me slowly) whoa, whoa (Whoa)
Runnin' through my thoughts as I
Think about what to say
She the type of girl to grind
And make her own way
Don't know if she even noticed
Me the other day i'm in the coffeehouse
Just thinkin' too much 'bout my past
Another rainy day is goin' by
It's goin' fast
This girl don't have no name but
I'm just too afraid to ask
I ain't scared of nothin'
Flex my BAPE but I don't hear back
She so pretty, she don't know
It, she a star, yeah
She not impressed when I go
Skirt off in my car, yeah
I try to grind and make
My way into her heart, yeah
I'm still juggin' on the west end
Like I was a heartthrob
Tryna get her attention with all
This shit I bought
Got a Fendi, got a BAPE, got some Polo socks
Other females in this town, yeah
They give me top
I get every girl except the one I want
Kill me slowly, yeah, I never asked for
All the hurt you caused while
I'm dead on the floor
You don't know what you're doing to me
Whoa, whoa
Kill me slowly, yeah, I never asked for
(Kill me slowly)
All the hurt you caused while
I'm dead on the floor (Kill me slowly)
You don't know what you're doing to me
(Kill me slowly) whoa, whoa (Whoa)
Ayy
And I'm workin' my hardest and
Countin' and this guap
Time is money so I went
And copped a Gucci watch
I ain't really feelin' all this shit
I'm missin' you
Smoke a little and I always
End up textin' you
You don't really care about me or what I do
I'm tryna make this work but you
Don't see my point of view
And all these words I talk
You always say it isn't true i just say
"Fuck it" I don't know what to do
Go and waste a couple
Stacks on designer shoes
Go and smoke a bunch of dope
It's a constant loop
Chillin' in some vintage
Smokin' in the fuckin' coupe
I'm workin' so hard and it
Don't mean shit to you
Hoppin' to conclusions like a kangaroo
But honestly, this shit was so overdue
And fuck all this sadness 'cause
I'm just through with you
Said fuck all this sadness 'cause
I'm just through with you
You don't really care that I'm sad, yeah
You just wanna help me count my bands, yeah
You don't really care that I'm sad, yeah
You just wanna help me count my bands, yeah
Kill me slowly, yeah, I never asked for
(Kill me slowly)
All the hurt you caused while
I'm dead on the floor (Kill me slowly)
You don't know what you're doing to me
(Kill me slowly) whoa, whoa (Whoa)