Schafler, Taco Hemingway - ITunes tekst piosenki (lyrics)
[Schafler, Taco Hemingway - ITunes tekst piosenki lyrics]
I think I'mma get it right now
Everybody wanna see me fall down
I'm getting sick of this get the fuck out
I've been from the restaurant, boy
My eyes ain't no bloodshot
Pull up in the drop-top
I've been going chop-chop
If you wanna work with me
Just check the price out
If you wanna work with me
Just check the price out everybody helps
Even though they say that I'm phenomenal
Rockin' Dolce & Gabbana, sippin' Perignon
Working in the high-end studio
My life ain't just like that
Sorry gotta write back
Ooh, I got people on my back, back
Ooh, getting to school in a Maybach
Ooh, shit's never been my life, no
Everybody sleepin' on me
And everybody talkin' to me
I've been poppin pills in the rain breeze
And then I took her to my hometown
Couple days later took her to my home, uh
I do things that don't make me fifteen
Seeing comments 'bout my age on the screen
Literally every single one
Is somewhere between, hoe
And I don't like that
I don't really like that, oh
I've been drinkin' whiskey at sun down
Mama I'm a legend in my hometown
Papa I've been running with the wrong crowd
Wasn't talking to a new girl, baby calm down
Still got day one friends somehow
And I got my fans, they so proud
Shakin' up the whole crowd (shake it)
But I kinda hate this life
'cause it's so loud
Won a Fryderyk
Didn't even pick it up, didn't give a shit
Maybe I did just a little bit
But deep down just a little kid
Deep down I just miss my momma
Like real talk, real talk
Deep down I'm just sick of shit
All my fans get a kick of it
So I dance with a cigarette
Cloudy with a chance or rain, but okay
Raindrops couldn't mask the pain, all day
Blind face, 'cause I lost my brain
I might look like other men
But we're not the same i will never be
Oh my lord, it's just me and my melodies
Wanna tell me how to live?
I'm like "Fella please
Fuck that, I'm just flying out to Tel Aviv"
With my Bella Hadid
My old friends still sellin' that weed
Ja włączam DVD, boy watchin' Pelican Brief
We not talking to you snakes
We ain't Adam and Eve
We home alone, like we, uh
I kinda like that
Everybody wanna see me fall down
I'm getting sick of this get the fuck out
I've been from the restaurant, boy
My eyes ain't no bloodshot
Pull up in the drop-top
I've been going chop-chop
If you wanna work with me
Just check the price out
If you wanna work with me
Just check the price out everybody helps
Even though they say that I'm phenomenal
Rockin' Dolce & Gabbana, sippin' Perignon
Working in the high-end studio
My life ain't just like that
Sorry gotta write back
Ooh, I got people on my back, back
Ooh, getting to school in a Maybach
Ooh, shit's never been my life, no
Everybody sleepin' on me
And everybody talkin' to me
I've been poppin pills in the rain breeze
And then I took her to my hometown
Couple days later took her to my home, uh
I do things that don't make me fifteen
Seeing comments 'bout my age on the screen
Literally every single one
Is somewhere between, hoe
And I don't like that
I don't really like that, oh
I've been drinkin' whiskey at sun down
Mama I'm a legend in my hometown
Papa I've been running with the wrong crowd
Wasn't talking to a new girl, baby calm down
Still got day one friends somehow
And I got my fans, they so proud
Shakin' up the whole crowd (shake it)
But I kinda hate this life
'cause it's so loud
Won a Fryderyk
Didn't even pick it up, didn't give a shit
Maybe I did just a little bit
But deep down just a little kid
Deep down I just miss my momma
Like real talk, real talk
Deep down I'm just sick of shit
All my fans get a kick of it
So I dance with a cigarette
Cloudy with a chance or rain, but okay
Raindrops couldn't mask the pain, all day
Blind face, 'cause I lost my brain
I might look like other men
But we're not the same i will never be
Oh my lord, it's just me and my melodies
Wanna tell me how to live?
I'm like "Fella please
Fuck that, I'm just flying out to Tel Aviv"
With my Bella Hadid
My old friends still sellin' that weed
Ja włączam DVD, boy watchin' Pelican Brief
We not talking to you snakes
We ain't Adam and Eve
We home alone, like we, uh
I kinda like that