syntixo - i don't wanna rush today lyrics
[intro]
numb my pain
throw money, numb my pain
throw money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain
throw money, numbing my pain
[chorus]
throw money, numb my pain, throw money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain, all apart of this game
lambo truck today, like a rover, i got range
sippin’ on ‘tuss today, i don’t wanna rush today
throw money, numb my pain, throw money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain, all apart of this game
lambo truck today, like a rover, i got range
sippin’ on ‘tuss today, i don’t wanna rush today
[verse 1]
take my time with ya’, love, take my time with ya’
momma told me don’t trust n0body, on my date i got my .9 with me
i’ma give you my heart, don’t tear it apart, it already got scars
f+ck it, where the marker at? i’ma cross the line with ya’
sippin’ on wock’ no tech, ’cause it’s been hard to rest
the man in the mirror is my only threat
i look at him and get scared to death
when he outta drugs, turn to a mess
when he on the drugs, d+mn near possessed
spendin’ these racks, walk in my rafs
evil ass n+gga, you can hear it in my laugh
i’ve been traveling all over the globe (yeah)
hardbody or n0body, can’t fold
withdrawals in the burberry, need new clothes (yeah)
all of my n+ggas war ready
pull up on him, leave his brains spaghetti
[chorus]
throw money, numb my pain, throw money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain, all apart of this game
lambo truck today, like a rover, i got range
sippin’ on ‘tuss today, i don’t wanna rush today
throw money, numb my pain, throw money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain, all apart of this game
lambo truck today, like a rover, i got range (yeah)
sippin’ on ‘tuss today (yeah), i don’t wanna rush today
[verse 2]
i don’t wanna f+ck today, really, really wanna make love today (uh)
i see clear like blu+ray, we both play with our demons, touché
now it’s me and you ’til end of the last day
i’ma ball for our team like 2k
“kick, push” our love, lupe
these drugs don’t do theyselves, do they?
these people don’t do theyselves, do they?
percs don’t pop themselves, do they?
f+ck n+ggas always worry about shootouts
they end up shooting theyselves, do they?
uh, yes, they do, this is true
[outro]
throw money, numb my pain, throw money, numb my pain
spend money, numb my pain, all apart of this game
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