Wrong Relief Songtext
von fakemink

I′m in L.A. missin' London, money in abundance
Hollywood feelin′ like an open-air dungeon
My sons love doin' shit that I been done
And they love makin' songs that I been sung

She love push my buttons, no, she don′t play fair
I′m like fuck Sunset, really miss Mayfair
You won't ever catch me in some shit that they wear
Told her how much bread I made last week, she said, "Say swear"
′Cause my whole heart is in this shit and they fake care
I'm 21 now, but was 18 when I made it

I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit
Set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit
I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit
I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit

These London blues gon′ kill me 'fore these drugs do
Miss London, take my money ′fore these whores do
I said, "Don't touch that, I already, uh-uh"
I said, "Don't touch that, I already warned you"


These London blues gon′ kill me ′fore these drugs do
Miss London, take my money 'fore these whores do
I said, "Don′t touch that, I already, uh-uh"
I said, "Don't touch that, I already warned you"

I ain′t pickin' up my phone if it is any pain
Only pushin′ classic whips, don't fuck with candy paint
There's no one in the world that could fix this pain
They blowin′ up my phone and they causin′ me pain

I switch up my cup and it fix any pain
I fix up my cup and it switch any pain
I switch up my cup and it fix any pain
I fix up my cup and it switch any pain

I'm in L.A. missin′ London, money in abundance
Hollywood feelin' like an open-air dungeon
My sons love doin′ shit that I been done
And they love makin' songs that I been sung

She love push my buttons, no, she don′t play fair
I'm like fuck Sunset, really miss Mayfair
You won't ever catch me in some shit that they wear
Told her how much bread I made last week, she said, "Say swear"
′Cause my whole heart is in this shit and they fake care
I′m 21 now, but was 18 when I made it


I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit
I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit
I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit
I set myself on fire and I really just stayed lit

These London blues gon' kill me ′fore these drugs do
Miss London, take my money 'fore these whores do
These London blues gon′ kill me 'fore these drugs do
I said, "Don′t touch that, I already warned you"