wastingmoney Lyrics

Wasting money all around, giving out like I'm a truck

Afford anything I want, bitch it's win or lose I won

Talking 'bout another shift, one more hour and I'm done

Run up on me just don't be there when I have my fucking gun

10 PM, not ready for bed

Wake up at six, sleep deprived, not depressed

Can u really tell, maybe I'm getting pressed

Fuck those bitches, thinking I'm all fine and not a mess

Sitting in class, get distracted Imma hate them

Don't worry about me, I'm just staring, Imma save it

Take another one out, this is so shit

You just keep talking and now ur gonna stay silent

Walk away, Don't turn back, I'll be ready when you lose

I got eyes that see all enemies whenever there's a move

Got the bass, 808, yeah it's any name you choose

Customize it with a tri wave maybe you can catch a clue

Gasoline in my tank, shit a dollar ninety five

Is this real life or am I fucking dying in my mind

All for mental health, but no action is bind

What is really wrong with me 'cause I just really need a sign

Wasting money all around, giving out like I'm a truck

Afford anything I want, bitch it's win or lose I won

Talking 'bout another shift, one more hour and I'm done

Run up on me just don't be there when I have my fucking gun

What the fuck, low percent, now I'm failing all my shit

Eighty five percent assessment now I failed my whole bit

Wanted xhapy but now I kinda like this triiwave shit

Mess around, have some fun, then I made a decent hit