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burnout - matrixfr lyrics

[intro: lil uzi vert & ayeneon]
ayeneon
ayy, everybody
while you’re young, don’t ever fall in love
it’s fake

[refrain]
goin’ through rehab, i’m addicted to the stress
and we can’t get along ’cause my locals addicted to the press (press)
matrix in the matrix, then put that ho with the rest
props to the swishahouse, this whole gig done gave me a money chest (bye*bye)
the more i grow, the more they know i’m the only for real (wait)
the more i grow, the more they hope i go and pay their bills (their bills)
playin’ this like a game, it’s the music game, not beverly hills (one day, though)
cancel culture on my feed, it gotta go, don’t think it will (stop canceling)

[verse 1]
rockem*sockem in my brain, they gon’ hate but don’t really get this cake (no)
backstabbers and snitches in dms, but still won’t write down names (just go)
quickly after, had to dead her, got some betters anyway (sorry)
brotherly love all in my city, philly does always slay, yeah

[chorus]
another burnout, won’t pick up when you call back
i just wanna chill, but you on me, thinkin’ you all that
wish i could take a bike ride down the cul*de*sac
but it can’t happen when i’m busy to shreds, call me “drawback”
[verse 2]
i can’t love no thot, rather be in the stu’ makin’ hits
that’s no more, scr*pped off the ’40, but we know that was a miss
keep spammin’ my phone, at least your request didn’t get dismissed
if i speak any more than just facts, i might cease to exist
given me the best comfort, one cl!ck from callin’
and yet, i still talk to all these morons more often
keepin’ my hopes up high, matrix 2044 for office
i’m never usin’ my left hand, sorry paul hoffman

[chorus]
another burnout, won’t pick up when you call back
i just wanna chill, but you on me, thinkin’ you all that
i wish i could take a bike ride down the cul*de*sac
but it can’t happen when i’m busy to shreds, call me “drawback”

[refrain]
goin’ through rehab (rehab), i’m addicted to the stress
and we can’t get along ’cause my locals addicted to the press (press)
matrix in the matrix, then put that ho right with the rest
props to the swishahouse, this whole gig done gave me a money chest

- matrixfr lyrics

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