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Loser - untitled Lyrics



Loser - untitled Lyrics
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I'm on the border line
I wish I could afford the time how you do
I've never felt more alive
I skipped class now I skip boardin' flights
Morale got so high we became demoralized
You and I know
You care about what I post
Think I don't see but it shows
I'm under them sheets like ghosts, uh
You care about what I don't
I look better than most
Dad thought that the Ricks were fake Converse
I don't wanna converse if it ain't commerce
It's gonna be a quiet f*ckin' ride home
We arrive f*ck and then go
I don't know why I'm always on go
I've been asking for bones for years
Can you just not throw it?
I just make shit rhyme like poet, ain't much to it
I don't know if you noticed but we are not congruent
I talk my shit, my sewage
And when I do it I'm fluent
I'm the one who got flew in
But I guess it doesn't mean as much as I would like
You spend enough time around money you become traumatized
I'm already traumatized
So what's there to lose now
I need paper on loose now
I need grey color goose now
We hang in the back like caboose now
Frigid like moose snout
Drop 25 on the mousse now
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I'm on the border line
I wish I could afford the time how you do
I've never felt more alive
I skipped class now I skip boardin' flights
Morale got so high we became demoralized
You and I know
You care about what I post
Think I don't see but it shows
I'm under them sheets like ghosts, uh
You care about what I don't
I look better than most
Dad thought that the Ricks were fake Converse
I don't wanna converse if it ain't commerce
It's gonna be a quiet f*ckin' ride home
We arrive f*ck and then go
I don't know why I'm always on go
I've been asking for bones for years
Can you just not throw it?
I just make shit rhyme like poet, ain't much to it
I don't know if you noticed but we are not congruent
I talk my shit, my sewage
And when I do it I'm fluent
I'm the one who got flew in
But I guess it doesn't mean as much as I would like
You spend enough time around money you become traumatized
I'm already traumatized
So what's there to lose now
I need paper on loose now
I need grey color goose now
We hang in the back like caboose now
Frigid like moose snout
Drop 25 on the mousse now
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Writer: AUBREY ROBINSON, KIARI KENDRELL CEPHUS, LONDON HOLMES, ROARK BAILEY, TERRY SANCHEZ WALLACE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Exploration Group LLC

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