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von t-low

(Ayo, 808 Vibes, what's up?)
Since she's gone and I'm alone
There's only lines on the dinner table and I'm smoking until I'm a corpse
Smoke until I'm fighting
Don't want to go to heaven, but according to what I'm doing
It looks like I'm going there right now, yeah
Like I'm going there right now
Yeah-ah-ah, hey, yeah-ah-ah

Since she's gone and I'm alone
There's only lines on the dinner table and I'm smoking until I'm a corpse
Smoke until I'm fighting
Don't want to go to heaven, but according to what I'm doing
It looks like I'm going there right now, yeah
Little pills rule my everyday life
Every day so high that I don't know anything about the day before, man
I'm not getting old, man
Your love has kept me warm
And now I'm so cold, man


She wasted years with the wrong person
Put drugs in my body, control my actions
Even on the ground I still smile
Hide the emotions from all the people
I feel a little different from the others
Because I'm wearing thirty K alone
Why are five-star suits now standard?
Why does the whole of Germany know my team? A Cali pack is two good blunts, baby
You eat strawberries, I smoke Strawberry Runtz, baby
I still need a twenty perc, I have a high tolerance, baby, yeah
Wear the AMIRI with a Ferry and a pistol on my dick, baby
Promethazine, pass out
I trusted the path and the dream
I ruined the relationship all by myself
I'm a walking Oxy, nobody can take that for long

I'm sorry, I'm sorry
That I didn't give you, yeah, what you deserved
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
That you had to witness it, my Codeine battle
You saw me cramp, you saw me die
I still got into hotel bed with sluts
And I don't regret anything more than that
Except maybe that I let you go, yeah

Since she left, and I I'm alone
There's only lines on the dinner table and I'm smoking until I'm a corpse
Smoke until I'm fighting
I don't want to go to heaven, but according to what I'm doing
It looks like I'm about to go there, yeah
Like I'm about to go there, yeah
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes


Since she's gone and I'm alone
There's only lines on the dinner table and I'm smoking until I'm a corpse
Smoke until I'm fighting
I don't want to go to heaven, but according to what I'm doing
It looks like I'm about to go there
Little pills rule my everyday life
Every day so high that I don't know anything about the day before, man
I'm not getting old, man
Your love kept me warm
And now I'm so cold, man