[Verse 1]
I’m the last of a dying breed
That means the money’s not enough for me
I need to save the world for the worlds sake
They don’t wanna talk unless they talk bout getting paid
And every single day
I wake up with a pain, inside my heart
Cause I know they want the money and not the art
And I know every single fucking part
Of me is slowly dying, inside your arms
I’ve gotta know what you said to the other boys
I’ve gotta know why you play around with other toys
I gotta know why you messing around with me
And all my homies
Every single day
I see myself in the mirror
But I don’t know that kid and I don’t know what his plan is
And I don’t rеally know if I come from this planet
All I know is I nevеr really planned this
Bart Simpson that way I’m doing this shit
Everybody know my name, yeah, WizKid
Everybody know the shit that I’m fucking with
And everybody knows the people that I’m chilling with
And everybody knows the girls that I’m fucking with
And everybody know the names of the people who fucked with me and die so slow that the blood goes down the street and dried before the feds came
I’m the last of a dying breed
That means the money’s not enough for me
I need to save the world for the worlds sake
They don’t wanna talk unless they talk bout getting paid
And every single day
I wake up with a pain, inside my heart
Cause I know they want the money and not the art
And I know every single fucking part
Of me is slowly dying, inside your arms
I’ve gotta know what you said to the other boys
I’ve gotta know why you play around with other toys
I gotta know why you messing around with me
And all my homies
Every single day
I see myself in the mirror
But I don’t know that kid and I don’t know what his plan is
And I don’t rеally know if I come from this planet
All I know is I nevеr really planned this
Bart Simpson that way I’m doing this shit
Everybody know my name, yeah, WizKid
Everybody know the shit that I’m fucking with
And everybody knows the people that I’m chilling with
And everybody knows the girls that I’m fucking with
And everybody know the names of the people who fucked with me and die so slow that the blood goes down the street and dried before the feds came
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!