one two three four five I have been getting high talk about laws that I defy I have been on time longer you can't even try Something just hurt me so much that I even cry I miss my life Now, I can't say goodbye I miss a dime Everytime I blink my eye I'm dead inside you're the only sign of life I miss the times Where you couldn't deny Now it's the time it's the era we rely (on) the papers Need a lotta pesos I'm tryna get rich like bezos Smack that bitch like Akon Making music 🎶 I'm treated like tissue paper People use me for shit I'm tryna take a trip took a while I'm just hit a lick heading far too many faces I can't choose my way to die I'm too young to say goodbye Lost too much can't get my type I'm just messing around with time I like holding me a cry I like missing people I like aiming for the eye I pray, my arms around my waist I crave, my nigga bring a bag it's full of shit I want to throw away I want to hold on something great changes happening fast: I wanna cryyyyy but I can't cause I'm just tryyying to get paid but the pain is just so riiight 👍 up my.. wait I don't want to get to fiiight every way don't know if it's tieed to regret or is just a part of liife to regress nobody fiinds me today if I can't get out my miind bout to sail