[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Believe in your shit
'Cause they won't believe in your shit
Yeah, lil' boy (Yeah), believe in your shit (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
And I've been ridin' round town, 'round the globe on my own, on my own, yeah
A long road, lone soul, I'm just tryna get back what you stole, yeah
A couple bumps down the road, eighteen in the hills with the snow, yeah
I just got back from Paris, "What's up?" to my haters, bonjour, yeah
And I'ma do what I want 'til it read R.I.P. on the stone, yeah
I wish a punk mothafucka would try to tell me that I won't, yeah
I don't speak with my words, yeah, I'm grown, bitch, I speak with my soul, yеah
When I go, I'ma go, don't you know that I'm bad to the bone? Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
I've been thinking 'bout you all the time ('Bout you all the time)
I overthink what's wrong and overthink what's right, yeah (I overthink what's right)
I contemplate my life over a glass of wine, yeah (Over a glass of wine)
And if I'm gone too soon, baby, it's by design (Baby, it's by design)
[Verse 2]
This been where you find me at, this been where you find me at
Bad little bitch suckin' dick in my Pontiac
Heard I was singing, assumed I was timid
Please do not let me find out where your mommy at
Please do not let me find out where your posse at
Fuck around, wet 'em up, throw 'em in a body bag, yeah
Yeah, they call me selfish, really, I'm just doin' me
Demons hanging from my ceiling, one eye open when I'm sleepin'
The devil lookin' for me, hit my phone, hit my beeper
I'ma keep rowin', even when I'm off the deep end
I could die today, goddamn, what a feelin'
You ain't scared of dyin', baby, you just scared of livin'
Yes, Lord
Fuckin' on your bitch, yeah, with my hands up
Blue jean baby, that's my tiny dancer
Stay away from the fakes, yeah, call 'em bad luck, yeah
[Outro]
And I've been ridin' 'round town all on my own, yeah
(I've been ridin' 'round town)
I've been ridin' 'round town all on my fuckin' own, yeah
A couple bumps down the road, eighteen in the hills with the snow
And I've been ridin' 'round town all on my own
(And I'ma do what I want 'til it read R.I.P. on the stone)
I have been ridin' 'round town all on my own, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Believe in your shit
'Cause they won't believe in your shit
Yeah, lil' boy (Yeah), believe in your shit (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
And I've been ridin' round town, 'round the globe on my own, on my own, yeah
A long road, lone soul, I'm just tryna get back what you stole, yeah
A couple bumps down the road, eighteen in the hills with the snow, yeah
I just got back from Paris, "What's up?" to my haters, bonjour, yeah
And I'ma do what I want 'til it read R.I.P. on the stone, yeah
I wish a punk mothafucka would try to tell me that I won't, yeah
I don't speak with my words, yeah, I'm grown, bitch, I speak with my soul, yеah
When I go, I'ma go, don't you know that I'm bad to the bone? Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
I've been thinking 'bout you all the time ('Bout you all the time)
I overthink what's wrong and overthink what's right, yeah (I overthink what's right)
I contemplate my life over a glass of wine, yeah (Over a glass of wine)
And if I'm gone too soon, baby, it's by design (Baby, it's by design)
[Verse 2]
This been where you find me at, this been where you find me at
Bad little bitch suckin' dick in my Pontiac
Heard I was singing, assumed I was timid
Please do not let me find out where your mommy at
Please do not let me find out where your posse at
Fuck around, wet 'em up, throw 'em in a body bag, yeah
Yeah, they call me selfish, really, I'm just doin' me
Demons hanging from my ceiling, one eye open when I'm sleepin'
The devil lookin' for me, hit my phone, hit my beeper
I'ma keep rowin', even when I'm off the deep end
I could die today, goddamn, what a feelin'
You ain't scared of dyin', baby, you just scared of livin'
Yes, Lord
Fuckin' on your bitch, yeah, with my hands up
Blue jean baby, that's my tiny dancer
Stay away from the fakes, yeah, call 'em bad luck, yeah
[Outro]
And I've been ridin' 'round town all on my own, yeah
(I've been ridin' 'round town)
I've been ridin' 'round town all on my fuckin' own, yeah
A couple bumps down the road, eighteen in the hills with the snow
And I've been ridin' 'round town all on my own
(And I'ma do what I want 'til it read R.I.P. on the stone)
I have been ridin' 'round town all on my own, yeah
( Lu baby )
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