I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Ay
Quit thinking I'm average cuz I'll always prove you wrong
They afraid of skin tone but still In charge of the dough
Mama told me I'm the best, how to finesse
I cant even go outside 'less I, strap with the vest
3 Commas, Buy a crib for mama she deserve it
Gotta have it cuz I know she want it
Tell her quit her job
I'm a keep that money coming
Photo flashing when you ballin'
Man that shit ain't nothing
Ay shades of bleu
I'm my brother keeper, no more doing feature
Less you dropping cash
We ain't even bros, we ain't even fam
Don't be shaking hands and ain't talking bands
That don't make sense, I don't understand
Yea you making plans or you made it worse
Ain't no fan put you to work
That's just bizz don't get attached
We ain't got no time for that
Wear designer in mismatch
When you land, just hit me back
When you land, best hit me back
When you land, best hit me...
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't leaving in months now
Hype 206! - Live to Die (feat. Prie$t) Lyrics
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I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Ay
Quit thinking I'm average cuz I'll always prove you wrong
They afraid of skin tone but still In charge of the dough
Mama told me I'm the best, how to finesse
I cant even go outside 'less I, strap with the vest
3 Commas, Buy a crib for mama she deserve it
Gotta have it cuz I know she want it
Tell her quit her job
I'm a keep that money coming
Photo flashing when you ballin'
Man that shit ain't nothing
Ay shades of bleu
I'm my brother keeper, no more doing feature
Less you dropping cash
We ain't even bros, we ain't even fam
Don't be shaking hands and ain't talking bands
That don't make sense, I don't understand
Yea you making plans or you made it worse
Ain't no fan put you to work
That's just bizz don't get attached
We ain't got no time for that
Wear designer in mismatch
When you land, just hit me back
When you land, best hit me back
When you land, best hit me...
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't leaving in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Ay
Quit thinking I'm average cuz I'll always prove you wrong
They afraid of skin tone but still In charge of the dough
Mama told me I'm the best, how to finesse
I cant even go outside 'less I, strap with the vest
3 Commas, Buy a crib for mama she deserve it
Gotta have it cuz I know she want it
Tell her quit her job
I'm a keep that money coming
Photo flashing when you ballin'
Man that shit ain't nothing
Ay shades of bleu
I'm my brother keeper, no more doing feature
Less you dropping cash
We ain't even bros, we ain't even fam
Don't be shaking hands and ain't talking bands
That don't make sense, I don't understand
Yea you making plans or you made it worse
Ain't no fan put you to work
That's just bizz don't get attached
We ain't got no time for that
Wear designer in mismatch
When you land, just hit me back
When you land, best hit me back
When you land, best hit me...
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't eaten in months now
Bro hit me when it touched down
I'm just waiting on a buss down
Late nights for the cash out
Everybody wanna fast route
Drowning in sweat I'm a pass out
Blood and tears on my pants now, life ain't how we planned out
Hard to say that I'm a fan now
Things ain't ever getting better now
I can't even trust a sweater now
Always say that there's a better route
I need 3 commas in the bank account
I need real love not a fake amount
They could say shit I won't think about it
They could say shit I won't think about it
I ain't leaving in months now
Writer: Tristan Hohman
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