Yung Vex - 14 lyrics

CADENCE ay
Ay, made it to this age
Gone through heartbreaks and hard days
Don’t fuck with me now had a couple bad dates
Thrown some bad shade
Made enemies with friends from the old days

It don’t revolve around yourself (Nah)
Looking for some help
Meeting Satan up in hell
Pourin' vodka in the milk in the lemonade
Molly, weed, lean what I crave? Crave a vape
Nicotine fucking fiend
Fucked up life fucked up head
Nice house, nice bed
Life ain’t good just cus
Of materialistic shit
Man I nеver wanna love another bitch
But I will and that’s thе type of shit
That make me wanna kill myself

Kill them thoughts in a old burning house
Nah, I ain’t sleeping on no couch no more
Nah fuck it, every ex a whore
And I’m stupid as fuck cus
I go back expecting more
Then the last time keep beating up my core

All these people need to go away
I’m an antisocial attention grabber
Get pissed when I’m told to be on my way
Need love why you think I turned-
Nah, wait for that break for that
Hate me for that drink lean for that
I gotta thank my brother and my other brother
And that motherfucker Ourania
Keep me from blowing out my brains
Or maybe for all that shit with the pain
Hold on, hold up, hold up
Imma stop, aight, aight, ay

I’m the protagonist and antagonist
Of my own story
Wishing life could be easier like
When she hold me
Beat the shit out of the old me
You so fucking boring
You can’t keep a relationship for
Longer then 4 weeks you too weak
Now I drink lean getting higher then a leaf
When it’s windy

Ay

Ay ay, ay
Yuh, ay yuh
This some OG motherfucking shit right here
This some Vex shit before the Yung Vex shit
Ay, ay yuh
Nah, nah, nah nah
But the topic still like ay
This shit gon' be sad as fuck
On a nice ass beat (What the fuck am I doing)

Ay, ay run It up
Posted with a double cup, fuck
Hol up I think I’ve changed a lil bit
Hair blonde and I ain’t got a bitch
Had to move from slitting my wrists
To learning how to fucking spit
Smoke a gram, getting lit

Ay unlike 13 y’all gotta listen
Don’t waste ya time trying shit that
Won’t help at all
By the way it’s not yo fault
Get caught up in the fall
Got a ton of problems
Ignore that shit and make a call
To yo main homie say you need to pause it all
Lay back with em, watch the sky
Talk it out, you ain’t wanna die
For a night, for that time keep that knife
Don’t end yo self that ain’t right
Anyways, next beat, new vibe
Next week, new EP, fuck a crime
With the clique You can laugh but
At home you can cry

Ain't that fucked up?