[Intro]
René, aye, Ricky, Limosa Nostra
[Verse]
I'll be there but if I'm not, then I'm with her
A couple words underneath just beneath what you heard
When you leave you leave me hurt
Black shirt, Chevy hearse, what its worth, think I'm cursed (what you heard)
We feel like we don't belong on earth, (earth earth) yeah bitch
Ricky don't surf, you think I'm last, I finish first
I'm in my room behind the curtains putting work in (work)
The sky falls cause I know that Satan's working
And [?] don't work its a diversion (diversion)
I'm a dirty motherfucker, Ima need me some detergent (some detergent)
My bitch pussy tight like a virgin
No discussion Ima make these matters urgent
I'm the voice of my era, low new Era (what you heara)
Tryna put a Chevy on Daytons
I'm the real deal, Ricky Hil they imitating (Ricky Hil)
I don't hail Satan, I just get [?] like Payton
My soul ventilating
Life don't really seem fair like point shaving
I take medication when my mind racing
My doctor calls illumination
I call that shit depression
I shoulda learned my lesson, lesson
I'm scratching at the surface
Feeling like I'm worthless
Fiending and obsessing, obsessing
I'm looking for a purpose
Continue with my searches
And making a connection, connection
Oh baby, why they seem so far away?
Maybe, we can reach them someday
Well until then, I lie around this cotton candy battleground
One more one day ima leave this town
You see these people stalling
You throw a pound ima catch it like Rawlings
I put my fucking all in
But when its quiet I can hear the devil calling
My Chevy black like the hole that I fall in
That shit cold like this flow they be borrowing
Ima just survive, I ain't gonna die
This time ima try, ima really try
Limosa Nostra Five
It feels good to be alive, five, five
Limosa Nostra
René, aye, Ricky, Limosa Nostra
[Verse]
I'll be there but if I'm not, then I'm with her
A couple words underneath just beneath what you heard
When you leave you leave me hurt
Black shirt, Chevy hearse, what its worth, think I'm cursed (what you heard)
We feel like we don't belong on earth, (earth earth) yeah bitch
Ricky don't surf, you think I'm last, I finish first
I'm in my room behind the curtains putting work in (work)
The sky falls cause I know that Satan's working
And [?] don't work its a diversion (diversion)
I'm a dirty motherfucker, Ima need me some detergent (some detergent)
My bitch pussy tight like a virgin
No discussion Ima make these matters urgent
I'm the voice of my era, low new Era (what you heara)
Tryna put a Chevy on Daytons
I'm the real deal, Ricky Hil they imitating (Ricky Hil)
I don't hail Satan, I just get [?] like Payton
My soul ventilating
Life don't really seem fair like point shaving
I take medication when my mind racing
My doctor calls illumination
I call that shit depression
I shoulda learned my lesson, lesson
I'm scratching at the surface
Feeling like I'm worthless
Fiending and obsessing, obsessing
I'm looking for a purpose
Continue with my searches
And making a connection, connection
Oh baby, why they seem so far away?
Maybe, we can reach them someday
Well until then, I lie around this cotton candy battleground
One more one day ima leave this town
You see these people stalling
You throw a pound ima catch it like Rawlings
I put my fucking all in
But when its quiet I can hear the devil calling
My Chevy black like the hole that I fall in
That shit cold like this flow they be borrowing
Ima just survive, I ain't gonna die
This time ima try, ima really try
Limosa Nostra Five
It feels good to be alive, five, five
Limosa Nostra
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