my own - thee unemployed lyrics
[hook: oz]
there’s times i choose to mind my own
but other times i’m p*ssed that i’m at home alone
i, can’t make my mind up, this sh*t’s so outta control
so, should i cut lose or lose it all
[verse: cisco]
f*ck your differences
we off that weed and whiskey blend
wait your timmy turner when that blunt is in rotation
fairly odd
i swear to god my life is circulating
where the f*ck you at
my surge is back i’m diamond plated
can i have attention from the crowd or all who’s present
(yeah)
my mind is made like blanket change
the unemployed will step in
the bomb at first detection
like an airport blockin entrance
we ain’t out here flocking we the birds that’s flying separart
camera flash wide lense
hope that shutter quick for that grin
hope that blunt is right for your lips
so high up i deal with nose drops
sunshine bright i’m wearing those tints
(shade)
give you rome in like 6 days
sip it slower this mix strange
how the f*ck can i exchange
i don’t mind it i ensure the gap
notice when i’m falling i can surface back
you shoot it straight but it’s curving back
you move the weight but your scale is maxed
f*ck it we here now
wasn’t on time later right now
f*ck the timing better watch out
most these puppies biting all mouth
[hook: oz]
there’s times i choose to mind my own
but other times i’m p*ssed that i’m at home alone
i, can’t make my mind up, this sh*t’s so outta control
so, should i cut lose or lose it all
[verse: oz]
is it really worth loosing, if it is then i’m boozing
every night i get so drunk, stressing that i might lose it
say it only comes once, but i’m straight trynna move in
f*ck well
i better go get it while i can other wise i’mma be standing here like dam
then i’m gonna hate myself cause i just let it slip through my hand and didn’t even try to grab it
i dont wanna live life looking back like how the f*ck did i get where i am, so i try to plan it
make a million
(why)
just to have it i don’t really think that far ahead
i’m just living life till i’m f*ckin dead
i don’t really care what the people said f*ck emm all
tell em what i said
thee unemployed till the f*ckin death better wish me dead
[hook: oz]
there’s times i choose to mind my own
but other times i’m p*ssed that i’m at home alone
i, can’t make my mind up, this sh*t’s so outta control
so, should i cut lose or lose it all
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