Blood stain on my white sleeve
Bled through to my t shirt
F*ckin up my psyche
I think I'mma needa resurge
Good faith in a bad girl
Guess I gotta do my research
Telling me she don't know how she feel
But I know what gone make her knees hurt
Turning some change into dollar bills
Bank account got a rebirth
Cold weather up in the summer time
Someone's gotta bring the heat first
She Gave me top, then the bottom line
But Ion know if I could read thirst
She keep on screaming"I'm out of line"
But I know she got that from me first
But I know she got that from me first
Me first
Me first
But I know she got that from me first
Me first
Me first
But I know she got that from me first
As I get older I see the lies
Tuckin myself how I sleep a night
Higher than f*ck but it's no surprise
Tryna find guidance without a light
Hurting my soul? no I'm terrified
Smoking to block out what isn't right
Maybe this ain't a good paradigm
But everything else lookin black and white"Johnny relax"
No one to look over me
Tokin that potency
They call it hatred
But they can get over me
I called them basic
So I can just go to sleep
I want to face this whole blunt
With this overleaf
Where did I go?
I don't notice me"where did you go?"
On my phone
She not over me
Calling me overseas
Just to hit ovaries
But still you ain't home to me
You were never that close to me
Remaining a ghost to me
These people act close to me
They faking they knowing me
A blood stain on my white sleeve
Bled through to my t shirt
F*ckin up my psyche
I think I'mma needa resurge
Good faith in a bad girl
Guess I gotta do my research
Tellin me she don't know how she feel
But I know what gone make her knees hurt
Turning some change into dollar bills
Bank account got a rebirth
Cold weather up in the summer time
Someone's gotta bring the heat first
She Gave me top, then the bottom line
But Ion know if I could read thirst
She keep on screaming"I'm out of line"
But I know she got that from me first
People are senseless they out of time
Ran out of guns now they selling knives
Was that a chill goin down your spine
Or a six gettin started by double fives
Sick of the carnage and wasted lives
At a young age we got terrorized
I'm making music
A better chime
The cost is a pretty and heavy dime
Ashore - The Co$t Lyrics
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Blood stain on my white sleeve
Bled through to my t shirt
F*ckin up my psyche
I think I'mma needa resurge
Good faith in a bad girl
Guess I gotta do my research
Telling me she don't know how she feel
But I know what gone make her knees hurt
Turning some change into dollar bills
Bank account got a rebirth
Cold weather up in the summer time
Someone's gotta bring the heat first
She Gave me top, then the bottom line
But Ion know if I could read thirst
She keep on screaming"I'm out of line"
But I know she got that from me first
But I know she got that from me first
Me first
Me first
But I know she got that from me first
Me first
Me first
But I know she got that from me first
As I get older I see the lies
Tuckin myself how I sleep a night
Higher than f*ck but it's no surprise
Tryna find guidance without a light
Hurting my soul? no I'm terrified
Smoking to block out what isn't right
Maybe this ain't a good paradigm
But everything else lookin black and white"Johnny relax"
No one to look over me
Tokin that potency
They call it hatred
But they can get over me
I called them basic
So I can just go to sleep
I want to face this whole blunt
With this overleaf
Where did I go?
I don't notice me"where did you go?"
On my phone
She not over me
Calling me overseas
Just to hit ovaries
But still you ain't home to me
You were never that close to me
Remaining a ghost to me
These people act close to me
They faking they knowing me
A blood stain on my white sleeve
Bled through to my t shirt
F*ckin up my psyche
I think I'mma needa resurge
Good faith in a bad girl
Guess I gotta do my research
Tellin me she don't know how she feel
But I know what gone make her knees hurt
Turning some change into dollar bills
Bank account got a rebirth
Cold weather up in the summer time
Someone's gotta bring the heat first
She Gave me top, then the bottom line
But Ion know if I could read thirst
She keep on screaming"I'm out of line"
But I know she got that from me first
People are senseless they out of time
Ran out of guns now they selling knives
Was that a chill goin down your spine
Or a six gettin started by double fives
Sick of the carnage and wasted lives
At a young age we got terrorized
I'm making music
A better chime
The cost is a pretty and heavy dime
Bled through to my t shirt
F*ckin up my psyche
I think I'mma needa resurge
Good faith in a bad girl
Guess I gotta do my research
Telling me she don't know how she feel
But I know what gone make her knees hurt
Turning some change into dollar bills
Bank account got a rebirth
Cold weather up in the summer time
Someone's gotta bring the heat first
She Gave me top, then the bottom line
But Ion know if I could read thirst
She keep on screaming"I'm out of line"
But I know she got that from me first
But I know she got that from me first
Me first
Me first
But I know she got that from me first
Me first
Me first
But I know she got that from me first
As I get older I see the lies
Tuckin myself how I sleep a night
Higher than f*ck but it's no surprise
Tryna find guidance without a light
Hurting my soul? no I'm terrified
Smoking to block out what isn't right
Maybe this ain't a good paradigm
But everything else lookin black and white"Johnny relax"
No one to look over me
Tokin that potency
They call it hatred
But they can get over me
I called them basic
So I can just go to sleep
I want to face this whole blunt
With this overleaf
Where did I go?
I don't notice me"where did you go?"
On my phone
She not over me
Calling me overseas
Just to hit ovaries
But still you ain't home to me
You were never that close to me
Remaining a ghost to me
These people act close to me
They faking they knowing me
A blood stain on my white sleeve
Bled through to my t shirt
F*ckin up my psyche
I think I'mma needa resurge
Good faith in a bad girl
Guess I gotta do my research
Tellin me she don't know how she feel
But I know what gone make her knees hurt
Turning some change into dollar bills
Bank account got a rebirth
Cold weather up in the summer time
Someone's gotta bring the heat first
She Gave me top, then the bottom line
But Ion know if I could read thirst
She keep on screaming"I'm out of line"
But I know she got that from me first
People are senseless they out of time
Ran out of guns now they selling knives
Was that a chill goin down your spine
Or a six gettin started by double fives
Sick of the carnage and wasted lives
At a young age we got terrorized
I'm making music
A better chime
The cost is a pretty and heavy dime
Writer: Sean Bucchi-Combs
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