sixth sense - javae lyrics
[hook: javae & tyler lee]
all i see is dead people
everybody got graveyards in their pockets
aye look now, all they want is dead people
everybody got graveyards in their pockets
aye look now, all we want is dead people
everybody want graveyards in their pockets
aye look now, all i see is dead people
everybody got graveyards in their pockets, aye look now
[verse 1: javae]
f-ck you, pay me
i’m sure that’s how we feel
no more 9 to 5 ’til the sun tilt
we need m’s, we just tryna live without being k!lled
now they got these young souls dying from these f-cking pills
rip to lil peep
man that sh-t gave me chills
if it wasn’t for the money, would the world be like this?
i can never tell so i keep my head up to the sky
started thinking for myself, no i can’t accept your lie
and they serve ’em everyday
trying to sell us re-ssurance that we just some human beings on this little spinning thing
i know that we slaves, given dollar bills in exchange for expensive cotton
man, i swear retail k!lled the game
now they got their people on the same train
only difference is they don’t care for name brands
nowadays, if you can’t afford it, you do whatever for it
your conscious is what you lack
we wolves with wool on our back
who chose this f-cking path?
[hook: javae & tyler lee]
all i see is dead people
everybody got graveyards in their pockets
aye look now, all they want is dead people
everybody got graveyards in their pockets
aye look now, all we want is dead people
everybody want graveyards in their pockets
aye look now, all i see is dead people
everybody got graveyards in their pockets, aye look now
[verse 2: javae]
who is you?
what are we? what are we?
am i god?
used to have existential thoughts about it all
dancing with the devil, waiting for heaven to call
i hope my p-ss ain’t dirty before i see my own reflection laying with the stars
falling like alice, praying these highs cushion my fall
getting tired of chasing the hare, let me collect my thoughts
when a hour of my time is how much 10 dollars cost
shucking and jiving for dead presidents, we still looking lost
it don’t matter as long as you can see that paint got gloss
can’t settle for gold that glitter, sh-t, that sound like a loss
but you sell that facade of being a boss
y’all rather fake it ’til you make it than to be real
i know that patience is a virtue, it’s only up from here
just making sure that our name clear, wherever we go, ’til the day that i go back into the void
just to learn all the things i didn’t know
you hear me though?
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