living ft. ang Lyrics

Yeah, give me that

Yeah, give me that

I can't take my eyes off of your face

Those eyes, they glitter when I'm in the rain

Every time I pull up to your spot

I wanna make love to you just for fun

I love it when your singing Bruno Mars, yeah

Not a lot of love, I can show you all

All my feelings now, now that we in love

In the troubadour sipping on the lean and chrome

Half of rhymes I make is in and out the door

Half of all the cheddar that I makes on chrome

Yeah, give me that

I can't take my eyes off of your face

Those eyes, they glitter when I'm in the rain

Every time I pull up to your spot

My time is up

Blood all on my ricks, yeah my time is up

Geton shit on my blics, yeah don't fuck it up

I'm up with my shit, up with Angela

Yeah, give me that

Yeah, give me that

Pull up in the pink Porsche, we gonna ride that shit down

Stuffing up the air, smoking too much dome

Stuffing up the air, smoking too much dome

Angel on my shoulder telling me to go home

I wish that I could stay because I feel that best

Struggled for years, can't pull out (no)

Mind running round n round (round)

Keep track of every feelin, maybe I was right

Living isn't happy but dying seems dark

It creeps up at night, swallowing me whole

Smoking takes a toll but the feelings better now

I found the only one who cares about my health

Maybe I should stop, Maybe I should go

Something in my head is telling me you better know

Your life is coming sooner than you thought it would , ever would

Am I worth living? Am I good enough?

Crying shakes it off but solves no problems

I wish there was a way for life to be perfect