Текст песни
But it won t be long before you need somebody, start the car from outside
no one phones
then i went number 5
Cause the thought of an excuse is just as bad as the intention, i m a say it s what the tune did
but before i blame myself
I ain t been back again, start the car from outside, cause the thought of an excuse is just as bad as the intention
I ain t been back again, when is this gonna end
asking for forgiveness hey
all i hear is fuck
i m a say it s what the tune did
Spent jibs on tha wrist before i put her with celebs, and it s the lesson in itself Forgiveness, feel like i m slackin with my children
But it won t be long before you need somebody, cause you re livin what you re dreamin
I ain t been back again, i used to be a man of my word
then i went number 5
Here s something to believe in, it s like the more i get stupid, spent jibs on tha wrist before i put her with celebs
All i know is i was reaching for the stars, but it won t be long before i need somebody
I m still livin like a wretch, like they got new rings i ll most likely attend
In a race with my own race, but it won t be long before you need somebody
Excuse me my friend, go go this is my entrance
i m a say it s what the tune did
Cause i m holdin on tryna be somebody, but it won t be long before i need somebody, my mum s still livin in the ends
Asking for forgiveness, all i know is i was reaching for the stars
but when my jewellery friend phones
It s like the more i get stupid, i used to be a man of my word
Holdin on tryna be somebody, but the more i touch notes Wretch, hoppin out a new benz
But it won t be long before i need somebody, it s a gift and a curse
Excuse me my friend, but when my jewellery friend phones
turnin in his grave
all i hear is fuck
Let go everyone i had it from the start, turnin in his grave
I m a say it s what the tune did, just to raise the roof
but when my jewellery friend phones
Feel like i m slackin with my children, excuse me my friend Forgiveness, turnin in his grave
i don t remember who i am
and i ain t talking bout the ceiling
in a race with my own race
Here s something to believe in, i don t remember who i am, i ain t been back again
excuse me my friend
My mum s still livin in the ends, excuse me my friend, no one phones
Excuse me my friend, but the more i touch notes Wretch, it s a gift and a curse
It s rap athletics, it s rap athletics
excuse me my friend
amazed i m still breathin
Just to raise the roof, went to church to pray for a top ten 32, forgot that you were standing there
I swear i only came for the music, excuse me my friend, but it won t be long before you need somebody
Start the car from outside, cause the thought of an excuse is just as bad as the intention
my mum s still livin in the ends
here s something to believe in
every other shot i feel my insides bleedin
I m still livin like a wretch, and no i don t wanna bet
Turnin in his grave, feel like i m slackin with my children
in a race with my own race
No one phones, holdin on tryna be somebody
I m still livin like a wretch, asking for forgiveness
Asking for forgiveness, feel like i m slackin with my children Wretch, but before i blame myself
In a race with my own race, every other shot i feel my insides bleedin Wretch, all i hear is fuck
let go everyone i had it from the start
Feel like i m slackin with my children, but the more i touch notes
Forgot that you were standing there, i think i might ve hit my head, it s a gift and a curse
Time seems to have got the best of my sentence, i think i might ve hit my head