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destroy lonely - ​all the time lyrics

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[chorus]
feels like i lost my mind (oxy’)
i been pourin’ up drink all the time (yeah)
i be flexin’ all the time (yeah)
i be drippin’ all the time (yeah)
i stay smokin’ all the time (yeah)
i buy celine and saint laurent (i do)
givenchy and prada
vetements and marni (yes), and balenciaga (yes)
i do everythin’ with no problem (yes)
i lived a whole month at the roxy (yes)
i lived a whole life in october (i did)
i’ma go and blow yo’ college fund every time i walk up in that store (ha)

[verse]
i’m the boss of the top floor (yeah)
when i rock, baby, please roll (yeah)
designer leather jeans on (yeah)
and they stuffed up with b rolls (yeah)
my life a whole movie and yo’ life just a b+roll (yeah)
i stay with big bs and they buzzin’ but i’m countin’ up c notes
yeah, i ball hard, you can’t foul me (b+tch)
i don’t shoot no free throws (b+tch)
i got all these b+tches on me (yeah)
might go crazy tryna f+ck these hoes (sl!ck)
might go crazy tryna count this money (ha)
might go crazy tryna count a hundred (uh)
might go crazy if you try to play me ’cause i really came from nothin’ (uh)
o+p+i+u+m, i throw my gang up (double up)
my diamonds way, way, way whiter than angel dust (for sure)
we wear all black everythin’, can’t hang with us (get out)
her p+ssy wet, way more pink than codeine cups (i pour)
yeah, i got ya, shawty, know i got ya if you got me (i got ya)
my cash don’t fold up, i can’t do origami (nah)
come get down with the gang, n+gga, this a top+floor posse (top floor, top floor)
i stuff money in my pants, baby, i’m never outta pocket
[interlude]
for sure, for sure, oh
for sure, yeah

[chorus]
feels like i lost my mind (oxy’)
i been pourin’ up drink all the time (yeah)
i be flexin’ all the time (yeah)
i be drippin’ all the time (yeah)
i stay smokin’ all the time (yeah)
i buy celine and saint laurent (i do)
givenchy and prada (yes)
vetements and marni (yes), and balenciaga (yes)
i do everythin’ with no problem (yes)
i lived a whole month at the roxy (yes)
i lived a whole life in october (i did)
i’ma go and blow yo’ college fund every time i walk up in that store

[outro]
top floor, top floor, top floor
top floor, top floor, top floor
top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor
top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor



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