27

I think you should call fore you leave

Cause my mind is steady racing, I've been flowing with the leaves

I don't know where we fucking going

When the time is steady racing, I'm just 27 looking at complaining

I thought that I could chill for a little but

I've been getting played like a riddle, like a fiddle

Wish I could've stayed, but I feel so much pain inside

I can know I can never cry, gangsters never cry, so I'm ready to ride

Tell me if you wanna fuck, you know I'm gon' slide

Body hella numb, but you know I feel alive