Travis Scott - Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer (Days Before Rodeo) lyrics

Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the
Globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda
Thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up Swishers
Now it's Beamers double parking
Fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches
Got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us? Only wanted
Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
I gotta break out i'm on a stakeout
On a farm or your lake house

Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her
Put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore
I see the reaper house full of snow bunnies
Puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga
Got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame
They don't trust, they believe it, i mean

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
I gotta break out i'm on a stakeout
On a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean) , Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
I gotta break out i'm on a stakeout
On a farm or your lake house

Jesus, Jesus (I mean) , Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus jesus