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"Fiver"
(I'm always sayin, "Why not?")
Ah, fuck, I could eat
A thousand fries
I know this pack
Of cigarrettes won't last
'Til my next pay check
Why?
Yeah, my phone's off
Don't call or text
'Til day-fri
I bought these beers
Last night was worth it
EBT : Ebby Tebby
New York City : In my dreams
I love Tha Bay
But I can't afford
To pay the rent
Work a shitty job
Just for cigarrettes
(So I'll just sleep here and wait)
I want to drink to dumb the pain
(So I'll just sleep here and wait)
Of being broke but got no change
(So I'll just sleep here and wait)
So I'll just slip into this slumber, waiting
So I just sleep until the sun stops rising
Hospitalin
Waiting for this iv
to get out of me
reminds me back when
When we was just teenz
crazy I forgot how sweet that freedom tasted on my cheek
A creme de le
creme de le
creme de le cray
only to smell gasoline
the creme de le cray
only to smell gasoline
Tricky my way into a
short charkaerena
I'm watching the drip of the saline falling into my veinies
Its a faith to bleed the truth
I'm a fuckin pagan
turned to fucking Jews
I can't say it without bending
Gods been known to kill with salt
Just by lookin
Lukewarm in a bottle
Crimson blood in a goblet
Man, whathe what the fuck?
What the fuck, man
What the fuck, man
What the fuck?
Yeah, what the fuck
Man, what the, what the fuck?
(Fiver, fiver, fiver
Holding papers )
Ah, fuck, I could eat
A thousand fries
I know this pack
Of cigarrettes won't last
'Til my next pay check
Why?
Yeah, my phone's off
Don't call or text
'Til day-fri
I bought these beers
Last night was worth it
EBT : Ebby Tebby
New York City : In my dreams
I love Tha Bay
But I can't afford
To pay the rent
Work a shitty job
Just for cigarrettes
decisions cause the well to shallow
He asks her nicely and she thinks how shallow
Really hates herself so she acts like a little heat could ever warm up
her cold soul
Motha Focka, bitch on a cross
Tell me to die
Tell me I'm not a mutha fucka
Bitch on a cross, tell me to die
Tell me I'm not...
Waiting at a door ah
only described as um
my undiscomfort
My only snug feet
in a cocoon of ah
hospital dysfunctional
Yeah, I'm hot as summer
And when I Lodi, I'll boil under
I'm hot as summer
And when I Lodi, I'll boil under
(So I'll just sleep here and wait)
I want to drink to dumb the pain
(So I'll just sleep here and wait)
Of being broke but got no change
(So I'll just sleep here and wait)
So I'll just slip into this slumber, waiting
So I just sleep until the sun stops rising
Man, what the fuck, man
Man, what the fuck?
Man, what the fuck, man
Man, what the fuck?
What the fuck?
Man, what the fuck?
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