- Felly Fabrics (Prod. by Felly) 歌詞
- Felly
- While my grandmothers scarf comforts me
But you look ugly
And I aint ever trippin bout the lack of company
Cause honestly Im sitting here alone quite comfortably
Depressed through this dimension
And I think I failed to mention
That I feel like I been running outta seconds
Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface
Following my dreams feel like following my death wish
She said she knows just how that stress gets
When you hungry and you just trying to eat breakfast and nobody feels your message feel
Good Enough to wake up and then fall back asleep
Its a bad car to go get involved into like half the *** **t that I see
Plus I feel happier in my dreams, right
I spit that *****t that give the feeling of the seaside
Hungover in Pitts
But with the flick of the wrist
Yo I can kick *****t like this
I be as good as it gets
Even through armor vices
My inner being Rastafarian
Always one-hunnid three -times youll get spartacus
Whats with all you knock-offs, and self-conscious narcissists
Said Im an artist *****, do this *****t so artifice
In it for the hard*****ps the nonsense of reaping attention
Homie rolled up a blessing
We in a world with no exits
You gotta give me a second
Straighten up and get balanced
My homie flipped on a record
I beat it up aint no challenge
I smoke that **** while my grandmothers scarf comforts me
But you look ugly
And I aint ever trippin bout the lack of company
Cause honestly Im sittinghere alone quite comfortably
Depressed through this dimension
And I think I failed to mention
That I feel like Ive been running outta seconds
Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface
Following my dreams ( lets go) feel like following my death wish
Ayo reach and you slip a backpedal
I do my homework blazed and gets As Im mad mellow
I here the sad fellows get they fix when I spit
Like the sun up in the sky you must protect or you get hit
Sometimes life is full of *****t too many damn to-do lists
But yo I learned if you aint coolin you just being foolish
I used to think that ima die early, like mid-thirties
But **** that ima rise early, and ride dirty
I reach the crucifix up to my lips and then I kiss it
I try to walk with God but got some holes up in my slippers
And so I keep on slippin
Get tangled in the mischief
So in a nut-shell Im just a sinner named Christian
But still they keep me spinnin when they drinkin on they lonely
Im rollin like Jody, eyes open, got stolen by this music *****t
And I dont think Im coming back (what that is bro)
Everybody rockin plaid we look like lumberjacks (straight up)
I smoke that **** while my grandmothers scarf comforts me
But you look ugly
And I aint ever trippin bout the lack of company
Cause honestly Im sitting here alone quite comfortably
Depressed through this dimension
And I think I failed to mention
That I feel like Ive been running outta seconds
Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface
Following my dreams feel like following my death wish
Ayo let it go
Damn, damn
Damn yo
Damn
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