Pablo Cezanne - Evolución Lyrics

Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like
Sweet life, we like

I'd Just rather die
Than to live a lie
Mama going broke
Gotta sell dope
Can I make it On my own
It seems like I got nothing close
Vapor through my ears
Self prescribed antidote

100 on the dash
Doesn't matter
If it's the Camry, Or the Benz
I want disaster
Or a thriller
Haven't decided that (Nah)
Haven't decided I want it aaaaallll (Nah)

Flyin new city
Take the same drugs
U aint gotta wait
For the same love

Shopping new fendi
Gotta look pretty
Dressing like a saint
For a new crush

I'd Just rather die
Than to live a lie
Mama going broke
Gotta sell dope
Can I make it On my own
It seems like I got nothing close
Vapor through my ears
Self prescribed antidote