Come and find yourself
Come and find yourself
Don't you realize that you're the problem
This is the reason I can't see-
Hey, where are you going?
Welcome to Hotel Diablo
Come and find yourself
Machine Gun Kelly - Hotel Diablo Album Lyrics
Machine Gun Kelly - Hotel Diablo Lyrics
Writer: Colson Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
el Diablo
Ronny J, please turn me up
Tell all my competition that I love 'em
But I brought 'em back just to kill 'em again
Tell all the listeners that I said, "F*ck 'em"
If they thought I'd never be breathing again
I keep some drink in the cup in case
Anyone got some more beef, I can eat 'em again
I made a promise to beat they ass up
Like Adonis, survive, I'll meet 'em again
F*ck your big bro, uh
We the ones that got it when the rent's low
I make it happen again, I'm back to rappin' again, 808s slappin' again
Light it and pass it again, know what I'm packin' again, I'm an assassin again
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I got a combination to a safe in the back of the bank that be storing my shit
Just had a conversation with a girl that I dated, now she out here whoring and shit
I got a reputation to be doing and showing up 4 in the morning and shit
I had a altercation down in Florida, I threw his face on the floor in the shit
F*ck a bitch, though, huh
Y'all ain't want us before we rich, ho
I can't go back to this shit, I need a castle and shit
I'm on some Dracula shit
I used to have to heat up pans of water to shower
But y'all don't know half of this shit, no
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Stop the debate if my name isn't mentioned
In this generation as one of the greatest
From lyrics to cadence
I changed the way rappers rock out on them stages
I saw people take it, and they are more famous
So I ain't get credit, I had to be patient
I know people hate me just by my appearance
You motherf*ckers can't be serious, ayy
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Diablo
Tell all my competition that I love 'em
But I brought 'em back just to kill 'em again
Tell all the listeners that I said, "F*ck 'em"
If they thought I'd never be breathing again
I keep some drink in the cup in case
Anyone got some more beef, I can eat 'em again
I made a promise to beat they ass up
Like Adonis, survive, I'll meet 'em again
F*ck your big bro, uh
We the ones that got it when the rent's low
I make it happen again, I'm back to rappin' again, 808s slappin' again
Light it and pass it again, know what I'm packin' again, I'm an assassin again
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I got a combination to a safe in the back of the bank that be storing my shit
Just had a conversation with a girl that I dated, now she out here whoring and shit
I got a reputation to be doing and showing up 4 in the morning and shit
I had a altercation down in Florida, I threw his face on the floor in the shit
F*ck a bitch, though, huh
Y'all ain't want us before we rich, ho
I can't go back to this shit, I need a castle and shit
I'm on some Dracula shit
I used to have to heat up pans of water to shower
But y'all don't know half of this shit, no
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Stop the debate if my name isn't mentioned
In this generation as one of the greatest
From lyrics to cadence
I changed the way rappers rock out on them stages
I saw people take it, and they are more famous
So I ain't get credit, I had to be patient
I know people hate me just by my appearance
You motherf*ckers can't be serious, ayy
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Diablo
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Hollywood Whore
Am I wrong for being lost?
The pressures of being boss
Exhausted every bone in my body, I can't walk
I don't talk, I scream, I don't stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that I can't go to sleep
Ironic I know, so I need more chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important, the money or my soul?
It's cold, I'm low
I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign, you get blinded by the glow
Uh, yo, how could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter
Promising you got us right after you finished saying grace
Why don't you tell her what your hidin' in the bank?
It's time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It's time to tell the truth to every fan
Who doesn't understand that it's because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to deal with all the hate
I still smile but feel so fake
It's no sun the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can't even look at your name without getting the shakes
What a mistake, uh
Look how you take, uh
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
And if fate send us both to heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
I woke up sweatin'
Tryna forget I'm in a mansion
Because fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family who'd always understand me
Got offended 'cause he jealous we're supposed to be at the Grammys
I'm askin', when did pride and passion get mistaken for handouts and ass-kissing?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks 5th
Took it from underground to massive and the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped they gettin' their ass kicked
I was battlin' putting these rappers in caskets
I was walking home getting jumped after classes
Tell me, why don't my haters mention that shit now?
My rent is due and I'm the tenant getting by with no credit
Got residue from sedative I ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so f*ckin' hectic but still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead so life insurance keeps my family fed
It's because of y'all I couldn't separate from my career
'Cause of y'all I hated myself for so many years
'Cause of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even If I got a wife, she's just somebody I f*ck
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
City of Angels (danger)
The City of Angels (danger)
The pressures of being boss
Exhausted every bone in my body, I can't walk
I don't talk, I scream, I don't stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that I can't go to sleep
Ironic I know, so I need more chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important, the money or my soul?
It's cold, I'm low
I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign, you get blinded by the glow
Uh, yo, how could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter
Promising you got us right after you finished saying grace
Why don't you tell her what your hidin' in the bank?
It's time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It's time to tell the truth to every fan
Who doesn't understand that it's because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to deal with all the hate
I still smile but feel so fake
It's no sun the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can't even look at your name without getting the shakes
What a mistake, uh
Look how you take, uh
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
And if fate send us both to heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
I woke up sweatin'
Tryna forget I'm in a mansion
Because fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family who'd always understand me
Got offended 'cause he jealous we're supposed to be at the Grammys
I'm askin', when did pride and passion get mistaken for handouts and ass-kissing?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks 5th
Took it from underground to massive and the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped they gettin' their ass kicked
I was battlin' putting these rappers in caskets
I was walking home getting jumped after classes
Tell me, why don't my haters mention that shit now?
My rent is due and I'm the tenant getting by with no credit
Got residue from sedative I ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so f*ckin' hectic but still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead so life insurance keeps my family fed
It's because of y'all I couldn't separate from my career
'Cause of y'all I hated myself for so many years
'Cause of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even If I got a wife, she's just somebody I f*ck
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
City of Angels (danger)
The City of Angels (danger)
Writer: Brandon Allen, John P. Cappelletty, Rami Eadeh, Richard Colson Baker, Steve Basil
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Burning Memories
Yeah, this one's for the mama that I never knew (never knew)
I took acid just to burn all of my memories of you
I guess now I really wanna know the truth
How'd you leave your only child at nine for another dude?
Took that pain and punched my father in the stomach 'til he bled
Hit the store and stole a 40 and took that shit to the head
All the years that you ignored me left me sleepless in the bed
I hope that he got some kids because your only son is dead
My revenge, got it in the end (in the end)
I'm so hard to reach, you won't see me again (me again)
I spent twenty years waiting on the stairs
Now I'm finished thinkin' anyone'll ever hear these prayers
If I die before I wake, smoke me out at Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the Devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean we relate
All my dark days came in the summer
All my thoughts changed, now I'm a loner
Everything stayed, you were the runner
Watched your train go away through the tunnels
Hold up, stack my money up just for a rainy day
Play wit' MGK and I will pull up where you stay (yeah)
I die for my brother, I don't have nothin' to say (no)
I died when my baby mama told me I was fake (damn)
I got real shooters, they ain't worried 'bout a case (whoa)
I got people talkin', but won't say shit to my face (yeah)
EST for life, my opps are rolling in they grave (damn)
See me doin' good, I put that work in like a slave (work)
Up all night, mind cloudy don't be spooked
If I show you love, then will you always tell the truth? (Truth)
Feel like I'm goin' crazy, couldn't trust no one but you
Suicidal thoughts keep tellin' me, "Jump off the roof"
If I die tonight, no, I ain't got nothin' to prove
CSI gon' say we was the realest in the room
F*ck with mine, I kill 'cause I got everything to lose
F*ck a mama, you know what I'll do (yeah)
If I die before I wake, smoke me out of Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the Devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean we relate
All my dark days came in the summer
All my thoughts changed, now I'm a loner
Everything stayed, you were the runner
Watched your train go away through the tunnels
The memories (whoa) keep playin' on repeat (yeah)
I burn 'em all so I can start sleepin' (whoa)
And all the bad, I'll make it good (yeah)
I wouldn't change the past if I could (whoa)
These memories, they won't get the best of me (yeah)
I took acid just to burn all of my memories of you
I guess now I really wanna know the truth
How'd you leave your only child at nine for another dude?
Took that pain and punched my father in the stomach 'til he bled
Hit the store and stole a 40 and took that shit to the head
All the years that you ignored me left me sleepless in the bed
I hope that he got some kids because your only son is dead
My revenge, got it in the end (in the end)
I'm so hard to reach, you won't see me again (me again)
I spent twenty years waiting on the stairs
Now I'm finished thinkin' anyone'll ever hear these prayers
If I die before I wake, smoke me out at Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the Devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean we relate
All my dark days came in the summer
All my thoughts changed, now I'm a loner
Everything stayed, you were the runner
Watched your train go away through the tunnels
Hold up, stack my money up just for a rainy day
Play wit' MGK and I will pull up where you stay (yeah)
I die for my brother, I don't have nothin' to say (no)
I died when my baby mama told me I was fake (damn)
I got real shooters, they ain't worried 'bout a case (whoa)
I got people talkin', but won't say shit to my face (yeah)
EST for life, my opps are rolling in they grave (damn)
See me doin' good, I put that work in like a slave (work)
Up all night, mind cloudy don't be spooked
If I show you love, then will you always tell the truth? (Truth)
Feel like I'm goin' crazy, couldn't trust no one but you
Suicidal thoughts keep tellin' me, "Jump off the roof"
If I die tonight, no, I ain't got nothin' to prove
CSI gon' say we was the realest in the room
F*ck with mine, I kill 'cause I got everything to lose
F*ck a mama, you know what I'll do (yeah)
If I die before I wake, smoke me out of Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the Devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean we relate
All my dark days came in the summer
All my thoughts changed, now I'm a loner
Everything stayed, you were the runner
Watched your train go away through the tunnels
The memories (whoa) keep playin' on repeat (yeah)
I burn 'em all so I can start sleepin' (whoa)
And all the bad, I'll make it good (yeah)
I wouldn't change the past if I could (whoa)
These memories, they won't get the best of me (yeah)
Writer: Alex Lustig, Brandon Allen, Earl Johnson II, John Stary, Kimetrius Foose, Richard Baker, Stephen Basil
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
A Message From The Count
Welcome
Yeah, do something like that
Do the, uh, like, right, uh, in between that
A little scarier? More Dracula?
Welcome!
What? To Dracula's lair?
Welcome, to Hotel Diablo! I am your baggage claim man
Wait, I am your bellboy, Dracula
How may I suck your tits fa- I mean take your bags. Hello
-Dracula is that you?
Ah-haha, you caught me. Yes, it's-
Lemme do, lemme do a run of that, hold on
F*ck that
It's not funny
Yeah, do something like that
Do the, uh, like, right, uh, in between that
A little scarier? More Dracula?
Welcome!
What? To Dracula's lair?
Welcome, to Hotel Diablo! I am your baggage claim man
Wait, I am your bellboy, Dracula
How may I suck your tits fa- I mean take your bags. Hello
-Dracula is that you?
Ah-haha, you caught me. Yes, it's-
Lemme do, lemme do a run of that, hold on
F*ck that
It's not funny
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FLOOR 13
F*ck
I just spent too many minutes
Watching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter living
After someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me "The Gunner"?
I'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me
Black and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill
Grew up scrapping and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trapping on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland,
When they gave chase, 17 years, no plea deal
2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually
I just can't wait until the day I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article trying to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talking 'bout me in elementary
We ain't playing, it's deeper than the thing
People getting checked for disrespecting the Philly name
Two chopsticks, no lo mein
Hollow tips, got no name
Bust them shit's with no aim
Like it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag
This time it come from a face
The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get deja vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
I just spent too many minutes
Watching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter living
After someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me "The Gunner"?
I'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y'all off
I see the blogs, I read the comments
I'm confused, I need to pause
Look at y'all waiting on me to fall off
While I'm looking at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30
Give me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in
One legend that tried to f*ck with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I will never be in it
One agent that told me without it, my career was be finished
And I couldn't give a single f*ck inside my cerebellum
Y'all award shows suck, go tell 'em
We ain't sucking no dick in the 21-6
Bro, I always should've landed like Beckham
On the thirteenth floor with a weapon
I heard that they call me, yeah, let 'em in
I got something for 'em, yeah
Please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah
I can't wash this shit
Wake up, say, "Good morning," yeah
Like I forgot
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get deja vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
Hotel Diablo
I just spent too many minutes
Watching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter living
After someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me "The Gunner"?
I'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me
Black and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill
Grew up scrapping and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trapping on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland,
When they gave chase, 17 years, no plea deal
2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually
I just can't wait until the day I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article trying to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talking 'bout me in elementary
We ain't playing, it's deeper than the thing
People getting checked for disrespecting the Philly name
Two chopsticks, no lo mein
Hollow tips, got no name
Bust them shit's with no aim
Like it's Bird Box but the blindfold is a black flag
This time it come from a face
The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get deja vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
I just spent too many minutes
Watching little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter living
After someone tryna send a kill shot, missing me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me "The Gunner"?
I'm popping off on anybody if they trigger me
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y'all off
I see the blogs, I read the comments
I'm confused, I need to pause
Look at y'all waiting on me to fall off
While I'm looking at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30
Give me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in
One legend that tried to f*ck with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I will never be in it
One agent that told me without it, my career was be finished
And I couldn't give a single f*ck inside my cerebellum
Y'all award shows suck, go tell 'em
We ain't sucking no dick in the 21-6
Bro, I always should've landed like Beckham
On the thirteenth floor with a weapon
I heard that they call me, yeah, let 'em in
I got something for 'em, yeah
Please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah
I can't wash this shit
Wake up, say, "Good morning," yeah
Like I forgot
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get deja vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
Hotel Diablo
Writer: Brandon Allen, Christopher Malloy, Colson Baker, Earl Johnson, Steve Basil
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Roulette
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm going, ah
Smoking on Sequoia, running from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
I ain't going out like River Phoenix
I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya, I'm a soldier
Mask up like it's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia
I done told ya
When it comes to beefing, I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I conspire motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
None of my opponents hold the eyes open
Rip out the heart to let them all die soulless
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm going, ah
Wait, I heard they said they want the old Gunner
F*ck 'em, I still turn coyotes into road runners
F*ck a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
That's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because (for real)
I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
Junior year, my homie selling crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turning back when I got cuffed
F*ck a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you started
Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every time you see the scars
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm going, ah
Yeah, 24/7, I keep my eyes open, ready
All these sides show me they want me gone like I'm Machiavelli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over something so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
I am Gun Kelly
Ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
Rap for currency, like I'm spitter Andretti
And let it fall like confetti
Ball for my dawgs that got locked in the celly
And f*ck the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
You learn, it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
They see you winning and they wanna see you finished
God damn!
This that motherf*cking rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm going, ah
Smoking on Sequoia, running from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
I ain't going out like River Phoenix
I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya, I'm a soldier
Mask up like it's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia
I done told ya
When it comes to beefing, I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I conspire motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
None of my opponents hold the eyes open
Rip out the heart to let them all die soulless
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm going, ah
Wait, I heard they said they want the old Gunner
F*ck 'em, I still turn coyotes into road runners
F*ck a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
That's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because (for real)
I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
Junior year, my homie selling crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turning back when I got cuffed
F*ck a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you started
Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every time you see the scars
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherf*cking rider, music
This that motherf*cking rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm going, ah
Yeah, 24/7, I keep my eyes open, ready
All these sides show me they want me gone like I'm Machiavelli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over something so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
I am Gun Kelly
Ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
Rap for currency, like I'm spitter Andretti
And let it fall like confetti
Ball for my dawgs that got locked in the celly
And f*ck the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
You learn, it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
They see you winning and they wanna see you finished
God damn!
Writer: Colson Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Truck Norris Interlude
Truck Norris, Chuck Norris
Y'all niggas funny as f*ck
Truck Norris, he called the nigga, "Truck"
Hahaha
Man, nigga, you gotta really close your eyes and realize what Chuck Norris even look like, like
That nigga looked just like "Damn"
Before he turned, that nigga looked like Chuck, like (pull up, Truck Norris, hahaha)
Y'all niggas funny as f*ck (ayy, Truck Norris was funny but Bruce Norris)
They's, they's, them two gon' come up like (it's gon' be a .gif)
He gon' have that same picture last night that you posted, he gon' be like
That nigga said, "Pull up, Truck Norris", hahaha
Y'all niggas funny, man
Man, I know you gonna be on that
Truck Norris
Y'all niggas funny as f*ck
Truck Norris, he called the nigga, "Truck"
Hahaha
Man, nigga, you gotta really close your eyes and realize what Chuck Norris even look like, like
That nigga looked just like "Damn"
Before he turned, that nigga looked like Chuck, like (pull up, Truck Norris, hahaha)
Y'all niggas funny as f*ck (ayy, Truck Norris was funny but Bruce Norris)
They's, they's, them two gon' come up like (it's gon' be a .gif)
He gon' have that same picture last night that you posted, he gon' be like
That nigga said, "Pull up, Truck Norris", hahaha
Y'all niggas funny, man
Man, I know you gonna be on that
Truck Norris
Writer: Richard Colson Baker, Brandon Allen, Steve Basil, Eric Allen, Chris Malloy Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Waste Love
Woke up and you wasn't next to me this mornin'
Saw a yellow cab drive you down the street on Broadway
Wish I could erase the mistakes that I made, I'm sorry
Wanted me to chase you inside, but the house too haunted
I tried to get away with the worst this time, you caught me
Tried to find a place for the words so I can say sorry
It's so shitty how I waste love, I know it's shitty how I waste love
Come home every night I'm wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
It's gettin' hard to fake how I feel when your face still taunts me
I know it's hard to fake how you feel, do you not still want me?
How'd you run away from the place you brought me?
I did it to myself, though, go ahead and blame this on me
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
Wait, I thought we were done, how'd you end up in my arms last night?
F*ck, I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes
Why you try to run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
(But this time, this time you caught me)
Tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
(This time, this time I lost you)
So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
I thought we were done, how'd you end up in my arms last night?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes (kinda make it feel good)
Why you tryna run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
Saw a yellow cab drive you down the street on Broadway
Wish I could erase the mistakes that I made, I'm sorry
Wanted me to chase you inside, but the house too haunted
I tried to get away with the worst this time, you caught me
Tried to find a place for the words so I can say sorry
It's so shitty how I waste love, I know it's shitty how I waste love
Come home every night I'm wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
It's gettin' hard to fake how I feel when your face still taunts me
I know it's hard to fake how you feel, do you not still want me?
How'd you run away from the place you brought me?
I did it to myself, though, go ahead and blame this on me
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
Wait, I thought we were done, how'd you end up in my arms last night?
F*ck, I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes
Why you try to run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
(But this time, this time you caught me)
Tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
(This time, this time I lost you)
So shitty how you waste love (it's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
I thought we were done, how'd you end up in my arms last night?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes (kinda make it feel good)
Why you tryna run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
Writer: Colson Baker, Jacob Troth, Madison Love, William Lobban-Bean, Shiben Bhattacharya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
5:3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
I'm writing this at 5:3666 in the morning
Wide awake still, not even yawning
Not even sure of why I'm up at dawn
Like I'm celebrating when my agent told me that no one's calling
It's a ounce in my living room on the couch
Next to a couple homies, I smoked it and passed out
So I'm alone with my thoughts in this glass house
In the cabinet are glass vials, I just poured all the last out
I smelled her, now she's on my mind
I met her the first time my light turned live
Hate it when she's gone but she ain't hard to find
Left her on my desk, she made designs of little lines
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
Ayy, look
I'm writing this at 5:3666 in the evening
In my head, talking to these demons
In my bed, staring at these ceilings
I just bleached my hair and changed my whole appearance
I'm just fed up with these smoke and mirrors
My uncle sold some pictures of me with no clearance
What the f*ck is family? I can't take that serious
Thank God everybody sucks, so I can write these lyrics
Go pick her up, I need to lift my spirits
They don't know that we hook up, I don't let cameras near us
There's some shit I do, when she's around, I shouldn't share
Like that week I spent locked in a room with her in Paris, f*ck
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain (name in my brain)
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Somebody, tell me why I'm still awake
It's 5:3666
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
I'm writing this at 5:3666 in the morning
Wide awake still, not even yawning
Not even sure of why I'm up at dawn
Like I'm celebrating when my agent told me that no one's calling
It's a ounce in my living room on the couch
Next to a couple homies, I smoked it and passed out
So I'm alone with my thoughts in this glass house
In the cabinet are glass vials, I just poured all the last out
I smelled her, now she's on my mind
I met her the first time my light turned live
Hate it when she's gone but she ain't hard to find
Left her on my desk, she made designs of little lines
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
Ayy, look
I'm writing this at 5:3666 in the evening
In my head, talking to these demons
In my bed, staring at these ceilings
I just bleached my hair and changed my whole appearance
I'm just fed up with these smoke and mirrors
My uncle sold some pictures of me with no clearance
What the f*ck is family? I can't take that serious
Thank God everybody sucks, so I can write these lyrics
Go pick her up, I need to lift my spirits
They don't know that we hook up, I don't let cameras near us
There's some shit I do, when she's around, I shouldn't share
Like that week I spent locked in a room with her in Paris, f*ck
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain (name in my brain)
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
It's 5:3666
Somebody, tell me why I'm still awake
It's 5:3666
Writer: Richard Colson Baker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Think Im OKAY
Watch me, take a good thing and f*ck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think something's f*cking wrong with me
Drown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all
I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call
I've been hearing silence on the other side for way too long
I can taste it on my tongue, I can tell that something's wrong but
I guess it's just my life and I can take it if I wanna
But I cannot hide in hills of California
Because these hills have eyes, and I got paranoia
I hurt myself sometimes, is that too scary for you?
Watch me, take a good thing and f*ck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think that something's f*cking wrong with me
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
You take drugs (take drugs) to let go (let go)
And figure it all out on your own
Take drugs (take drugs) on gravestones (gravestones)
To figure it all out on your own
Watch me take a good thing and f*ck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think that something's f*cking wrong with me
You'll find me alone at midnight
Inside my mind, tryna get things right (something's f*cking wrong with me)
They want to keep you calling
So you don't wake in the morning (something's f*cking wrong with me)
Goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, yeah
Find me alone at midnight (goodnight)
Inside my mind, tryna get things right (goodnight)
They want to keep you calling (goodnight)
So you don't wake in the morning (goodnight)
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think something's f*cking wrong with me
Drown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all
I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call
I've been hearing silence on the other side for way too long
I can taste it on my tongue, I can tell that something's wrong but
I guess it's just my life and I can take it if I wanna
But I cannot hide in hills of California
Because these hills have eyes, and I got paranoia
I hurt myself sometimes, is that too scary for you?
Watch me, take a good thing and f*ck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think that something's f*cking wrong with me
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
You take drugs (take drugs) to let go (let go)
And figure it all out on your own
Take drugs (take drugs) on gravestones (gravestones)
To figure it all out on your own
Watch me take a good thing and f*ck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think that something's f*cking wrong with me
You'll find me alone at midnight
Inside my mind, tryna get things right (something's f*cking wrong with me)
They want to keep you calling
So you don't wake in the morning (something's f*cking wrong with me)
Goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, yeah
Find me alone at midnight (goodnight)
Inside my mind, tryna get things right (goodnight)
They want to keep you calling (goodnight)
So you don't wake in the morning (goodnight)
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