Summertime means the thots come out (Sun)
Savage hitters on the block with the dots come out (Guns)
Pouring Hennesey at minimal, shots come out (Shots, Shots)
Well, the shots go in then the shots go out
Now the contents on the ground keep on falling from his mouth
Now they asking "What's that 'bout?", I say I don't even know
(I don't know)
'cause I don't, 'cause I don't
(Nah, I don't)
Tightwalking the rope, I'm hanging on with just my hope (Hope, Hope)
Okay, scratch that
Give a - Give a riddles, think you're Batman?
Forget the fruit, already know where it's sap man (Sap, Sap)
Root all of my problems seem to stack, fam (Stack, Stack)
Lookin' all my fakers in the eye, I am the Kaptain (Kap, Kap)
Diary of a mad-man, you're invited, ain't you glad fam?
Feedback would be handsome, ain't it?
Ain't that much to really say, you don' said it all to me
I done been to war with me and trust me, I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
StoryofSaint - RED PILL Lyrics
StoryofSaint - RED PILL Lyrics
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Summertime means the thots come out (Sun)
Savage hitters on the block with the dots come out (Guns)
Pouring Hennesey at minimal, shots come out (Shots, Shots)
Well, the shots go in then the shots go out
Now the contents on the ground keep on falling from his mouth
Now they asking "What's that 'bout?", I say I don't even know
(I don't know)
'cause I don't, 'cause I don't
(Nah, I don't)
Tightwalking the rope, I'm hanging on with just my hope (Hope, Hope)
Okay, scratch that
Give a - Give a riddles, think you're Batman?
Forget the fruit, already know where it's sap man (Sap, Sap)
Root all of my problems seem to stack, fam (Stack, Stack)
Lookin' all my fakers in the eye, I am the Kaptain (Kap, Kap)
Diary of a mad-man, you're invited, ain't you glad fam?
Feedback would be handsome, ain't it?
Ain't that much to really say, you don' said it all to me
I done been to war with me and trust me, I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Savage hitters on the block with the dots come out (Guns)
Pouring Hennesey at minimal, shots come out (Shots, Shots)
Well, the shots go in then the shots go out
Now the contents on the ground keep on falling from his mouth
Now they asking "What's that 'bout?", I say I don't even know
(I don't know)
'cause I don't, 'cause I don't
(Nah, I don't)
Tightwalking the rope, I'm hanging on with just my hope (Hope, Hope)
Okay, scratch that
Give a - Give a riddles, think you're Batman?
Forget the fruit, already know where it's sap man (Sap, Sap)
Root all of my problems seem to stack, fam (Stack, Stack)
Lookin' all my fakers in the eye, I am the Kaptain (Kap, Kap)
Diary of a mad-man, you're invited, ain't you glad fam?
Feedback would be handsome, ain't it?
Ain't that much to really say, you don' said it all to me
I done been to war with me and trust me, I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Promise that I'm okay, promise that I'm okay
Writer: Adrian Dunkley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid