Tekst
Undress my clothes and leave my brain alone
That's not your business
If God exists, then He's insanely slow to fill my wishlist
Got six of these senses that's too much info, it's -
All day, all day
Repeat myself like fucking dial tone
It's more of the same shit
More of the same shit, more of the same
I can't complain that as we sighing so low
I been with a juice, hey bitch
Hey, bitch
Hey, bitch
No other magic show puts life on the line quite like mine
Six days a week, abuse my brain for beats
My best friend is my sleep
That don't come cheap, that don't come cheap
What if my eyes don't close for weeks?
What am I here to achieve?
If you really loved yourself, you could just sit at home watch TV
Tell me the difference between
Tell me the difference between ambition and insecurity
I'm just gonna exist
I'm just gonna exist
It's no longer cool to be rich
I'm just gonna exist
I'm just gonna exist
It's no longer cool to be rich
I'm just gonna exist
I'm just gonna exist
Hey, bitch
Hey, bitch
It's no longer cool to be rich
I'm just gonna exist
