CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : GRAVESTXNE.

Those conventional posters of the old days were just so much junk
PULSE
Yeah, scar-lxrd, yeah

Sick
Money in my pocket
Can't get that money in my grave (oh)
Yeah, they're going grave robbing
I should watch what I say

Pick your poison then destroy it, don't avoid it, take the pain
Leave annulment, what we doing, I've been chewing up the praise
I'm such a nuisance, stuck on choosing on which path I wanna take
Uh, wait, just decided imma make this f**king
(Cake cake cake cake)
Wait, I'm not Rihanna
All I do is f**k up these commas
I kill goats, guess their times up
Heads will roll, fill up the silence, where's my phone?
sh*t's on silent, I don't know
I turn violent, keep on throwing up these prices
All I talk about is dough, that's the sh*t that I care about
You would do the same if you made 600k a shout
Money in my veins, if it stays, that's a rare amount
Made half a mill' in a day, I ain't left the house (Hahaha)
I ain't ever stopping til' I get there
See me in the morning, I don't smile, I give a death stare
Keep it coming, I don't see no problems, getting paid fair
100 milli', then I'm breathing in that fresh air