(Yeah)
I got blurry vision I got bottles I got goons with me
Yeah why you doing all of this just to lose to me
I just spent a bag that's a real bill
Hollywood hills cheap thrills I don't feel real
I don't look real neither I'm the street cleaner
It's like I just came out of the gutter the street sweeper
All this shit so heavy on my soul now I feel weaker
Now I feel weaker lip reader never leave her
Gate-keep I'll never let you into heaven no
The grim reaper keep on calling up my telephone
Grave diggers tryna rob me for my f*cking gold
She said she'll be here forever but you never know
I've been living fearfully but only God knows
Only person I'll trust til I die slow
Like why the f*ck you keep on blowing up my iPhone
Like can't you tell I never liked you I'm ice cold?
Still be the leader when I die they'll never forget
Yeah I'll say that shit twice they'll never forget
Hollywood hills, pain I can't feel real spill
Let the blood spill baby let the blood spill
I bet that they never thought I'd do this but I'm too ill
Yeah I'm too sick I'm too real I'm too real
Careful tho cos I'm way too cold when I write
Frozen tears down my eyes yeah I wish I could cry
Hypothermia yeah I blow out his lights
Blow out his candles goodbye and goodnight
Why you contemplating? Baby girl just break the news to me
She said she didn't understand how she was rude to me
Why you fighting me instead of making moves with me? I got blurry vision I got bottled goons with me
Yeah there's lead inside my food but I feast on it, every single day yeah I feast on it
Eyes inside the back of my head
I see it all makes me feel like I'm dead
Feel like I've been through everything it's all a test
It's for the best though I've got nothing left
I made my bed now I'll lay down in heaven
The dust is still setting and I need a reverend
Gatekeeper I'm the gatekeeper
I won't let you into heaven or to hell neither Bet they've never heard a track like this but they'll still sleep on
Still sleeping, still sleeping, still sleeping
I'm still f*cking breathing yeah i'm still breathing
Yeah I'm still f*cking grieving yeah I'm still grieving
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English
(Yeah)
I got blurry vision I got bottles I got goons with me
Yeah why you doing all of this just to lose to me
I just spent a bag that's a real bill
Hollywood hills cheap thrills I don't feel real
I don't look real neither I'm the street cleaner
It's like I just came out of the gutter the street sweeper
All this shit so heavy on my soul now I feel weaker
Now I feel weaker lip reader never leave her
Gate-keep I'll never let you into heaven no
The grim reaper keep on calling up my telephone
Grave diggers tryna rob me for my f*cking gold
She said she'll be here forever but you never know
I've been living fearfully but only God knows
Only person I'll trust til I die slow
Like why the f*ck you keep on blowing up my iPhone
Like can't you tell I never liked you I'm ice cold?
Still be the leader when I die they'll never forget
Yeah I'll say that shit twice they'll never forget
Hollywood hills, pain I can't feel real spill
Let the blood spill baby let the blood spill
I bet that they never thought I'd do this but I'm too ill
Yeah I'm too sick I'm too real I'm too real
Careful tho cos I'm way too cold when I write
Frozen tears down my eyes yeah I wish I could cry
Hypothermia yeah I blow out his lights
Blow out his candles goodbye and goodnight
Why you contemplating? Baby girl just break the news to me
She said she didn't understand how she was rude to me
Why you fighting me instead of making moves with me? I got blurry vision I got bottled goons with me
Yeah there's lead inside my food but I feast on it, every single day yeah I feast on it
Eyes inside the back of my head
I see it all makes me feel like I'm dead
Feel like I've been through everything it's all a test
It's for the best though I've got nothing left
I made my bed now I'll lay down in heaven
The dust is still setting and I need a reverend
Gatekeeper I'm the gatekeeper
I won't let you into heaven or to hell neither Bet they've never heard a track like this but they'll still sleep on
Still sleeping, still sleeping, still sleeping
I'm still f*cking breathing yeah i'm still breathing
Yeah I'm still f*cking grieving yeah I'm still grieving
I got blurry vision I got bottles I got goons with me
Yeah why you doing all of this just to lose to me
I just spent a bag that's a real bill
Hollywood hills cheap thrills I don't feel real
I don't look real neither I'm the street cleaner
It's like I just came out of the gutter the street sweeper
All this shit so heavy on my soul now I feel weaker
Now I feel weaker lip reader never leave her
Gate-keep I'll never let you into heaven no
The grim reaper keep on calling up my telephone
Grave diggers tryna rob me for my f*cking gold
She said she'll be here forever but you never know
I've been living fearfully but only God knows
Only person I'll trust til I die slow
Like why the f*ck you keep on blowing up my iPhone
Like can't you tell I never liked you I'm ice cold?
Still be the leader when I die they'll never forget
Yeah I'll say that shit twice they'll never forget
Hollywood hills, pain I can't feel real spill
Let the blood spill baby let the blood spill
I bet that they never thought I'd do this but I'm too ill
Yeah I'm too sick I'm too real I'm too real
Careful tho cos I'm way too cold when I write
Frozen tears down my eyes yeah I wish I could cry
Hypothermia yeah I blow out his lights
Blow out his candles goodbye and goodnight
Why you contemplating? Baby girl just break the news to me
She said she didn't understand how she was rude to me
Why you fighting me instead of making moves with me? I got blurry vision I got bottled goons with me
Yeah there's lead inside my food but I feast on it, every single day yeah I feast on it
Eyes inside the back of my head
I see it all makes me feel like I'm dead
Feel like I've been through everything it's all a test
It's for the best though I've got nothing left
I made my bed now I'll lay down in heaven
The dust is still setting and I need a reverend
Gatekeeper I'm the gatekeeper
I won't let you into heaven or to hell neither Bet they've never heard a track like this but they'll still sleep on
Still sleeping, still sleeping, still sleeping
I'm still f*cking breathing yeah i'm still breathing
Yeah I'm still f*cking grieving yeah I'm still grieving
Writer: Tyler Long
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