Darkest Motives - Felly

If you could believe me

The city walls are fake they’re so deceiving

While all y’all lie wake all through the evening

I guess it’s safe to say I’m only sleeping

I’m only sleeping

Really though

Really though

I’m really too young to be feeling this old

I’m really too high to be feeling this low this low this life

I’m really too high to be feeling like

Coming down puffin' rocks in the mid of night

Can you fucks with a song, did you get it right

Oh lord, kick in the door waving that four four four four

Put a hundred tracks, gifted when you popular

Half the time with your coffee cup

With your chips you ain’t got you none

With your bitch I just got me some

And I ain’t even get violent, told 'ya

You ain’t the one like pocket dial

227 who gon stop me now

I’ve been gang banging, no cops around

Hang tight, you’s a motherfucking grabber

You walk it out and that crip just potty mouth

I fall in love but I only toss bodies round with my big brother

We gon' get some, I’m like trust that

Yellin' one love with mad lovers

If they want test one, we gon bust back like blah