Seconds Lyrics

Yeah

Seconds

That's all I craved

All he needed was a kiss kiss

Broke down, he was rolling with the misfits

One down, we got plenty more for his ass

Lights out, cause we don't fuck with Christmas

One call and it's all that it took

On par, on call with the crooks

Headshot, man down, he booked it

No script, but his life is a movie

Eyes closed in his room was the boogie

He's scared somewhere they took him

No sleep, can't sleep, he's looking

Can't believe that a nigga so hopeless

One second, two seconds

Get high

Get high

Three seconds, four seconds

Get high

Get high

Five seconds, six seconds

Get high

Get high

With the stars, he talks every night

For his mama, with his mama, he fights

No vests, no help, he drowned

Now that motherfucker taking all that brown

He a king with no bitch with a crown

He a king who can sing when nobody else around

So much beauty in something, so neglected

I just wish that y'all would get the message

All he craved was a kiss

No time for the kid, spit rhymes for a bit

Some lines on his wrist

Can't lie, can't lie

This life is a bitch

Realize that it's not what it is

Headshot and it's on to the next

It just all doesn't make any sense

On par, on call with death

One second, two seconds

Get high

Get high

Three seconds, four seconds

Get high

Get high

Five seconds, six seconds

Get high

Get high