gotham Lyrics

I'm sweating but I'm cold yeah

I'll let the moon drop while I pour up my pain

Bitches wanna talk when they sipping champagne

When the sun rise never see me in the day

I've been fucking up the road

All this swerving in my lane

Popped all three feel em' swimming in my brain

Than I give her that "D" I ain't talking bout drank

Fucked up

Think I'm insane

We just got racks at the club

Hella paid

And

I just put thrax in my lungs in the fade

When I make it to the top

Man I think ima stay

And I'm popped off

Remember when it was the lost cause

From the shallow grave

Where the grass soft

To the newer feelings where the cash gone

So you better watch where you stash on

Now I'm popping pills I may pass on

In the fast lane oh is that wrong

Better your speed for the wheels gone

Be the last song

One on one it was a long shot

I put the scope on an got a headshot

All this paper stacking with the oven on

Man you would think we at a fucking bread-shop

Swear she give me neck, yeah she give me throat

You would think I had her in a head lock

I could tell you how the real story goes

Fucking bitches and it's outta wedlock (ugh)

Yeah

And I'm sipping wockhardt

I still got a black heart

But I feel like I'm not smart

Tell it to ya I don't wanna lie

Chancing through another light night

Think it's time to take another late flight

If I'm freaking out its from the stage fright

Tryna hit the peak and when the rage right

Pressure on me with these new reflections

Swear I'm geeking out I'm on the Adderall

Down the street I was chasing dreams you better watch your step

Before you slip and fall

Now the drug music really sounded cool

Til you found yourself with the new withdrawals

But what the fuck was I supposed to do I was getting bored man I seen it all

I'll let the moonrise while I pour up my pain

Bitches wanna talk when they sipping champagne

When the sun rise you wont see me in the day

I've been fucking up the road

Still swerving in my lane

Rolling off racks at the club hella payed

Puttin' thrax in my lungs

Feeling numb in the fade

Popped all three feel em' swimming in my brain

Than I give her that D

I ain't talking bout drank

I'm sweating but I'm cold