Lyrics: julius macdhómhnaill
Music: julius macdhómhnaill/Thomas Webster
gave the key to everything
you want your dollar back
but you let it rain
tried to call for hope
but she let it rang
I’m far from home
I need a drink
might throw this glass at the wall so it could get through you
I could still be single, but I hope you lose
tried to give you everything, I hope you knew
(I hope you)
I hope you knew
(julius what are you talking about?)
the more I’m down, the more I’m lit
I done lost the game and came back
and now I start to trick
I don’t care about the flowers that you’ve been watering
Jesus will not save you bitch, I don’t even care if he’s offering
yeah
hol up on the call
my life is a movie scene
get yo hoe out to the BNB
she ain’t seen a basin sink
I could quit this shit today
and take up the masonry
I could put that bitch back on the curb, I’d do it shamefully
(oh)
tryna crack some shit badder than Gia Duddy
10 bands put down on that guitar, bitch I hope you won’t touch it
crack her off the Cognac
lemme finish, and I’ll be back
tryna drown out in some Grey Goose when I mix it with Jack
gave the key to everything
(oh)
you want your dollar back
but you let it rain
tried to call for hope
but she let it rang
I’m far from home
I need a drink
na please don’t tell her
I could **** that bitch for better
I could scout some hoes in LA County
I feel like Adam Spinella
put the cape up in the rafters
but I still like saving bitches
get some bread, then start a gimmick
done ****ed up, ain’t no switching yeah
all y’all hoes gon run up a bag and become bigots
had to sell out before the game
I don’t get it
turned into my lust, but I ain’t forgetting
then wanna act sorry and act like the world keep spinning
the world
gave the key to everything
oh
you want your dollar back
but you let it rain (let)
tried to call for hope
but she let it rang
I’m far from home
I need a drink
(i need a drink)