Cold Hart, Deceased - This World Makes Me Sick lyrics
Jerick Quilisadio
[Cold Hart, Deceased - This World Makes Me Sick lyrics]
(Ay, it's Deceased on the beat)
(Coldhart, Baby)
(I swear this world makes me sick
Can you show me the exit?)
How you tryin' to hop up in the
Whip but you ain't came with us
Baby, you know that I get this
Money for the both of us
Talkin' bad on me but when you
See me you be showing love
I don't want no fake love
I don't buy fake stuff
No, you cannot smoke with me
Cus I don't want corona
Virus on my Margielas
They lookin' like some throw-up
Somethin' like a Lite-Brite
Bitch I had a glow-up
Pockets weren't mature til' I told
Them hoes to grow up
I ain't finna get bread, no, I'm not Keto
Cookies get me fried
Need your shoulder to lean on
I just want your time cus
The sun don't last long
Aquamarine, put Atlantis on your Elon
Have a good trip, 2020 in the hospital
When you get cold
Imma take you somewhere tropical
Baby, you a grand
But I know you don't break tho'
Stretching out these bands
Imma treat it like it's playdough
I swear this world makes me sick
Can you show me the exit?
I swear this world makes me sick
Can you show me the exit?
(Can you show me the exit?)
(Can you show me the exit?)
(Coldhart, Baby)