Sad Boys
Yung Sherman on the beat man, Sherm
I don't care about money
So yeah, I spend it quick
I'm a real life mannequin, get it then I dip
In a Percocet river I got gills like a fish
Look like they wanna kill me
But they can only wish
I hop by the whip, making rain in that fin
All this ice make you drip
She got blood on her lip
I got tired of that shit, so I erase my wish
Fuck being famous, I don't need all that shit
High, high, you high like me?
Why, why they stare at me? (Sad Boys)
Fly, fly, get fly like me (like me)
Ride, ride, all time baby
Ravens guard that house
I just keep them within’
You presume that you know me
You don't know where I've been
Tree house of horror tryna’ heal from within’
Everything is dusty but to me is still mint
Can't trust myself, I keep changing the shit
Keep thinking back, but I don't need what I miss
Aquarium of life inside my mind, this is trip
Much better, now I just don't understand it
I still love you to death, Louis V on my hip
Snakes around my house and my clocks don't tick
I still love you to death, Louis V on my hip
Snakes around my house and my clocks don't tick
