X6 Intro Songtext
von Ryan Trey
X6 Intro Songtext
64 East Saga
Ah, so we back again
Hoes tryin′, niggas tryin', same Trey, different sins
Girls sayin′, "Hate it how you did me, but I'm still a fan"
Niggas play roulette with every tweet like I won't spin again
She just used to nice that nigga′s rent, but bitch, this ain′t pretend
Love is somethin' I should set aside, I think it′s settin' in
Ask her what she need before I leave, said play that shit again
Yeah, play that shit again
Road runnin′, slide on 64, the shit I'm whippin′ in
Classmates hated, I was never good at fittin' in
Now my only class is if it starts with the endings
Would been 17, recordin' in overseas
By 20, I′ve overseen sеx, money and other things
I′m stuck in this older me, this far from a sobеr dream
What's lurkin′, that's over me
Used to shy away, but now it′s nah
She gon' give me side-eye, hold my drink while I
Show her two heart eyes, give her two Pradas
And let this bitch get shuteye
I been workin′ on my aim, I cannot get no shuteye
I mean, I lay beside her now, but I'll be gone by sunrise
Baby, Trey, it's no excuse for you to stay here so long
I may come in by myself, but I ain′t leavin′ solo
Then I rinse it and repeat, I hate I've gotten this low
Wasn′t like this in 18, but there's some things that I know
Yeah, I know
R.I.P. Lacey
R.I.P. Vic, shit
R.I.P. to a lot of shit, man
64 East Saga
Story, for real
Ah, so we back again
Hoes tryin′, niggas tryin', same Trey, different sins
Girls sayin′, "Hate it how you did me, but I'm still a fan"
Niggas play roulette with every tweet like I won't spin again
She just used to nice that nigga′s rent, but bitch, this ain′t pretend
Love is somethin' I should set aside, I think it′s settin' in
Ask her what she need before I leave, said play that shit again
Yeah, play that shit again
Road runnin′, slide on 64, the shit I'm whippin′ in
Classmates hated, I was never good at fittin' in
Now my only class is if it starts with the endings
Would been 17, recordin' in overseas
By 20, I′ve overseen sеx, money and other things
I′m stuck in this older me, this far from a sobеr dream
What's lurkin′, that's over me
Used to shy away, but now it′s nah
She gon' give me side-eye, hold my drink while I
Show her two heart eyes, give her two Pradas
And let this bitch get shuteye
I been workin′ on my aim, I cannot get no shuteye
I mean, I lay beside her now, but I'll be gone by sunrise
Baby, Trey, it's no excuse for you to stay here so long
I may come in by myself, but I ain′t leavin′ solo
Then I rinse it and repeat, I hate I've gotten this low
Wasn′t like this in 18, but there's some things that I know
Yeah, I know
R.I.P. Lacey
R.I.P. Vic, shit
R.I.P. to a lot of shit, man
64 East Saga
Story, for real
Writer(s): Anderson Hernandez, Rob Holladay, Ryan Fulton, Scotty Lavell Coleman, Albert Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

