916frosty, Ducey Gold - A Mess lyrics
[916frosty, Ducey Gold - A Mess lyrics]
Perfect yeah
Oh, wait (Oh, wait) ayy, yeah
Need a ass on my chest, I
Been dealing with the stress, ayy
(O oh) i know I'm a star, truthfully
I'm still a mess, ayy
I just got a bankroll, spend it on my neck
Ayy woke up in a Lamb' but I
Pulled up in a 'Vette, ayy
You can never judge me, I was broke and dusty
(O oh)
I just want the money, she wanna love me
Demons wanna hang but
(Woah) I got angels right above me
Yes, I'm still a mess
But can't nobody touch me
Yeah, life been way too
Crazy, but these hoes, they not helpin'
Shawty left me high and dry
Swear that I felt it
She a Prada bitch and I'm a Prada kid, yeah
Real rock star, I might fuck her friend, yeah
I know these drugs, they killin' me
But I feel so alive
Me and bro fuckin' 'em bands up
Count it twice
I know lil' shawty get, then hop inside
But I swear shawty, she a cancer
She can't ride
Need a ass on my chest, I
Been dealing with the stress, ayy
(O oh) i know I'm a star, truthfully
I'm still a mess, ayy
I just got a bankroll, spend it on my neck
Ayy woke up in a Lamb' but I
Pulled up in a 'Vette, ayy
You can never judge me, I was broke and dusty
(O oh)
I just want the money, she wanna love me
Demons wanna hang but
(Woah) I got angels right above me
Yes, I'm still a mess
But can't nobody touch me
I still think about the time
That you messed me
I'm sad, I'ma cancel all my flights
When you told me you couldn't make it
I'm just a homie
'Cause I don't care if you love me, shawty
Just say you do
When you do everything right
But your own world falls down
Who the fuck gonna try to
Help you figure it out?
They always told me that music ain't for
Me and I should face it
Put their words in a backwood
Roll it up and then I face it
Need a ass on my chest, I
Been dealing with the stress, ayy
(O oh) i know I'm a star, truthfully
I'm still a mess, ayy
I just got a bankroll, spend it on my neck
Ayy woke up in a Lamb' but I
Pulled up in a 'Vette, ayy
You can never judge me, I was broke and dusty
(O oh)
I just want the money, she wanna love me
Demons wanna hang but
(Woah) I got angels right above me
Yes, I'm still a mess
But can't nobody touch me ooh
Ooh
Oh, wait (Oh, wait) ayy, yeah
Need a ass on my chest, I
Been dealing with the stress, ayy
(O oh) i know I'm a star, truthfully
I'm still a mess, ayy
I just got a bankroll, spend it on my neck
Ayy woke up in a Lamb' but I
Pulled up in a 'Vette, ayy
You can never judge me, I was broke and dusty
(O oh)
I just want the money, she wanna love me
Demons wanna hang but
(Woah) I got angels right above me
Yes, I'm still a mess
But can't nobody touch me
Yeah, life been way too
Crazy, but these hoes, they not helpin'
Shawty left me high and dry
Swear that I felt it
She a Prada bitch and I'm a Prada kid, yeah
Real rock star, I might fuck her friend, yeah
I know these drugs, they killin' me
But I feel so alive
Me and bro fuckin' 'em bands up
Count it twice
I know lil' shawty get, then hop inside
But I swear shawty, she a cancer
She can't ride
Need a ass on my chest, I
Been dealing with the stress, ayy
(O oh) i know I'm a star, truthfully
I'm still a mess, ayy
I just got a bankroll, spend it on my neck
Ayy woke up in a Lamb' but I
Pulled up in a 'Vette, ayy
You can never judge me, I was broke and dusty
(O oh)
I just want the money, she wanna love me
Demons wanna hang but
(Woah) I got angels right above me
Yes, I'm still a mess
But can't nobody touch me
I still think about the time
That you messed me
I'm sad, I'ma cancel all my flights
When you told me you couldn't make it
I'm just a homie
'Cause I don't care if you love me, shawty
Just say you do
When you do everything right
But your own world falls down
Who the fuck gonna try to
Help you figure it out?
They always told me that music ain't for
Me and I should face it
Put their words in a backwood
Roll it up and then I face it
Need a ass on my chest, I
Been dealing with the stress, ayy
(O oh) i know I'm a star, truthfully
I'm still a mess, ayy
I just got a bankroll, spend it on my neck
Ayy woke up in a Lamb' but I
Pulled up in a 'Vette, ayy
You can never judge me, I was broke and dusty
(O oh)
I just want the money, she wanna love me
Demons wanna hang but
(Woah) I got angels right above me
Yes, I'm still a mess
But can't nobody touch me ooh
Ooh