Billy Idol ft. A5TRO_KID Lyrics

Ayy, you know now, it's too late Ayy, you know now, it's too late

The ray race has many faces, but don't be complacent It can get you even in the best of places

I'm not comfortable with changes, but something's really changing

My eyes see all persuasion, I'm young but too much time I've wasted

Gotta get back to the basics, I'm stuck in my own matrix

Go to work and I'm still faded, stains on my shirt are not related

No, I'm not giving out statements, got no time for conversations

I think I've mastered my patience, too many hoes are just replacements

I think I need a vacation

cause my back hurt But my lady need a purse

I'm tryna get a bag, but I'm saving for a hearse If only I'da learned, if only I'da, if only I'da learned

I'd be out the cycle, not going psycho Murder beats, no Michael

Extendo on my rifle, with right hand on the Bible Ain't no Billy Idol, I try tho , I try tho

Gotta get this off my chest Not Johnny, you can put that to the test

Please lay me down to rest I'm better off alive than in the dirt, yeah

I think too much, it might be getting to my head

You know it's funny, back when I was eating one meal a day if I was lucky

Back when paying the rent was way too much fucking money

Back when my only worry was finding myself a hunny

Tryna keep it a hundred, you know I ain't got no hunnid

I ain't never had nothing, yeah, my whole goddamn life

I just wanted to be something, just wanna make it out

You know I'll hit the ground running, you know I'm chasing a bag

Yeah, I'm not stopping till I done it

I'm climbing up the summit, hoping I won't plummet

You won't do it, well, we done it, ain't that something

We going straight to the top, no detours, never give a fuck about a bitch

Don't need to love, never ever gonna switch on a team for a ho or a bitch that's just gonna leave

I fade away, so gracefully, the righteous got the best of me

I found the key, a recipe, don't mess with me, I rest in peace Bought a coffin by the ocean, sent me out to the sea When I croaked, don't wanna be another motherfucker that's broken

Can't stop me, never break my focus

I'd be going psycho, murder a bitch, no Michael

Extendo on my rifle, with right hand on the Bible

Ain't no Billy Idol, I tried her, I tried her

Gotta get this off my chest, now Johnny, you can put that to the test

Please lay me down to rest, I'm better off alive than in the dirt dead

I think too much, it might be getting to my head

(It might be getting to my head) going psycho, murder a bitch, no Michael

Extendo on my rifle, with right hand on the Bible

Ain't no Billy Idol, I tried tho, I tried tho

I'm not wealthy, but I'm trying to break this bread

I've been on delivered, so I left your ass on read

Now I'm seeing red, I got this hunger that needs to be fed

Can't get caught up again, my sins are mine to amend

To amend, I'm a legend in the flesh

She got my name tattooed around her neck

She said she won't love me until we dead

But she left when I ran up all the checks