Mally - Dead Art Painting lyrics

rate me

What goes up, comes down, life is so precious

8 of cloud for reckless, we all separate and they desperate

Money bet cake nise, returnal let investment,

Making friends in not an idol, you can see inside my check list.

Why I take em back, when I’m going forward,

All foddered in the shed, drunks on coffee,

And going to the totals not in stack a 150

And is fucking with me ‘cause I’m making more and it’s fucking pretty

They are all dead to me and life inside this melody

Effort free, no cost em, suck a free so off

Bitch this is my house, I should take my clothes off

‘cause I feel a little deem on jet likes,

You will horns, the fuck out my way,

Let me seat down for insist,

everything is positive so I can pole on preparation, dedication

kept me sindicating, rotation, second nature and I’m raising all the sleeping face,

and now I stand still, gotta make mad moves,

love having fans but what’s a fan if they rap too,

talking to God, eyes closed for the straight heart,

challenge with a dead .. we’re painting what a head stalking,

get ready for the rider, for the role of my gob,

bone hard song to song, get it on, going strong,

and my legs never tired, give me 55 but tones keep laughing hit the finish

I’m flicking the night come, taking pictures of this fross,

The game is super wrong, bitch

Warmer want stripes, keep it funking they won’t fight not,

Wordy of a Jersey on a side lines tight

Tight wrong lu .. it’s all good on a flight

Just to go me and it started to speaking,

I believed in me, out the world is going to be mine and I got em do it

And how you thought about me down?

In this fucking with the sound, I kept disgrace em in the ground so,

Every ball hook, every photo with the start looks for him,

For my head high, so he can see my chin,

And I try to play it back, and it hurts I can’t pretend his best advice,

Was roll solo cause these niggas ain’t your friends.