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Sad Boys [*coughs*] Yung Sherman on the beat man, Yung Sherm I don't care about money so yeah I spend it quick I'm a real life mannequin, get it then I dip In a percocet river I got gills like a fish Look like they wanna kill me, but they can only wish I hop out the whip, make rain in that fin All this ice make you drip, she got blood on her lip I got tired of that shit, so I erase my wish Fuck being famous, I don't need all that shit Hi! High! You high like me? Why, why they stare at me? (Sad Boys) Fly, fly! Get fly like me (like me) Ride, ride! All time baby Rain is [?] that house I just keep them within You presume that you know me, you don't know where I've been Tree house of horror tryna' heal from within Everything is dusty but to me is still mint Can't trust myself, I keep changing the shit Keep thinking back, but I don't need what I miss I creatory of life inside my mind, this is trip (They good) Letras de cancionesMuch better, now I just don't understand it I still love you to death, Louis V on my hip Snakes around my house and my clocks don't tick (x2) From Letras Mania