Death At Miami

[Intro]
I just tried them all
I just tried them all, yeah
Yeah i'm bouta fall, yeah
Hold back, bouta fall, yeah
She wanna feel alright
We gon' make this right
Girl, let's stop the fights
We gon' do this all night

[Chorus]
We gon' do this all night
We gon' do this all night
We gon' do this all night
Yeah i'll make you feel right
Yeah i'll make you feel right
Yeah i'll make you feel right
Yeah I don't feel right
Yeah I don't feel right, now

[Verse 1]
Take a hundred back and put it on myself
A mili' in the bank, let luz on self
Take it all back, takin' all that
Bleedin' my fortunes, don't tell all of that
'Cause I don't even know
I don't even know
No, no, no, no, no, no
We could just drink around this
We could just think 'bout this
We could fuck around typa shit
Fuck a couplе round typa bitch
Fuck a down with me bitch
Fuck a loud typa bitch
Fuck a-
Fuck a bound to be bitch
Fuck down in a parking lot
I gave you еverything I got
But you still want more
Am I drinking too much?
Am I outta luck
Am I doing too much
On my own, enough
And its all on love
And I don't refund
In the all in enough
And you all cannot
But We all for sum'
I ain’t done enough
I done fell in love
But just for what?
But we all for nun
But we all for nun
Mm nah, mm nah, mm nah

[Verse 2]
Hold my blunt, hold my cup
Hold my blunt, hold my cup
'Cause I don't give a fuck
I won't even give enough
Give enough, give a fuck
Put a hundred back on my shit
'Cause I don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck, nah
I don't give a fuck
'Cause i'm drunk
I'm drunk, nah bitch i'm drunk, yeah
I'd fuck you up, i'd fuck you up
I don't give a fuck 'bout no shit
I wanna sell myself but I know 666 dont pay
I know 666 don't play
I know 666 don't wanna have another date
Yeah, yeah, and i'm, i know, i know, i know ('I'm drunk, nah bitch i'm drunk, yeah)
Go, go, go, go

[Verse 3: Vautheion]
On a roll (on a roll)
Gonna do lot more (lot more)
Girl just stop. (just stop)
Drop, dont stop, put it on the floor
Want me to leave? Okay sure
Ima do me, you do you, saying that shit is my pet peeve
Dont want to see, see the light, praying to god for shit to be right
To be me, is my only fight, changing myself, Ok Might
Ain't gonna support me if I go by she, even if I go by me
Praying to god, that my sins just leave
Did one, did two, but i still blame it on you yeah
Understand whats true, look up and be new
In a new land, with new fam, but I ain't a jew
Ill do what I can just to get it all through
Writing the verses all right but it ain't hebrew
Ill do what I like cause' there's nothing to lose
Girl I got myself, I don’t really need you
Slice myself in two, if I really need to

[Bridge]

Man I’m just talking my shit, Ill just shut up
I keep going back, like am I enough
Ill keep going till it’s the death of me
I pray for myself, Death Of Anahí

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