متن و پخش آهنگ die in california (feat. Gunna, Young Thug & Landon Barker) از Young Thug

متن کامل ترانه die in california (feat. Gunna, Young Thug & Landon Barker) با صدای Young Thug

Killed the me I used to be I might die in California In my mind I had a dream Saw a demon on my shoulder Yeah, I know I should probably let it go (let it go) Yeah, I know I might die in California Die in California Ayy, someone cut the lights off please I've kinda sad lately I know that I'm good for you (yeah) But you kinda bad, baby Witches doin' love chants, brewin' up the potion I had a premonition I was overdosin' So someone cut the lights off, please I don't want you to look at me I paint my nails black If I ever look happy, then it's an act Every day is an anxiety attack I wish I could take it back To when I was drinkin' water out the tap With the Cleveland logo printed on my hat Tell me was it my fear of being complacent That ended up leavin' me so jaded? (Ended up leavin' me) I'm miserable even though I made it Got a house in the hills and I fuckin' hate it (ayy) Killed the me I used to be I might die in California In my mind I had a dream Saw a demon on my shoulder Yeah, I know I should probably let it go (let it go) Yeah, I know I might die in California Die in California They gon' be missin' me It's gon be chaos when it come down to my royalties I keep the stick like Mister X and that's by any means Watch out for opps, watch out for cops, they kill for anything I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee (yes) I love my brother, rest in peace, I know he proud of me I'm pourin' mud up, tryna stay away from Billie Jean On all these uppers, everybody say I hardly sleep And I got demons on my shoulder Heart gettin' colder, I'm so cold Keep me a heater, that's my toaster In my coat, you never know Streets don't love you, I don't either I don't need you, no, no, no I pray on my knees and I stay strong Take care of my family, I don't wan' die alone Killed the me I used to be I might die in California In my mind I had a dream Saw a demon on my shoulder Yeah, I know I should probably let it go (let it go) Yeah, I know I might die in California (yeah) Die in California All this bread make her spit up When I did, ate her, I made her sit up I don't talk to a pillow I don't walk, Rolls Royce truck Tell the old ladies and the babies, "Go inside" I told that bitch I been a savage 'fore the rap I can take the jet to Seattle without the scan I can shoot this bitch like a veteran with precise 911 Porsche came grey like a granny Dyin' in LA, I done OD'd on twenty Xannies Slime Oh, she my baby, she my wife She tryna kiss it while we ride (muah) We 'bout to fuck around and die ('bout to fuck around and die) Livin' in the hills, gotta hide (hide) Now she's tryna hire her a spy (now she's tryna hire her a spy) Killed the me I used to be (yeah) I might die in California In my mind I had a dream Saw a demon on my shoulder Yeah, I know I should probably let it go (let it go) Yeah, I know I might die in California Die in California