Sueco the Child Lyrics


"Trippy Nights"

Eight months no off days I’m lit
Hate on me you mad I’m rich
Pop my Porsche I take no pics
Live my life I don’t care bout shit
Live my life I don’t care bout shit
Live my life I don’t care about shit
Live my life I don’t care bout
Bout shit

walk the boulevard and feel my head race
white ferrari fucking up my head space
i say all or nothing fuck a head change
chop the top i’m riding in the left lane
never slow, honor roll
different hoes, area code
let it snow, diamonds froze
different soul, area cold

Eight months no off days I’m lit
Hate on me you mad I’m rich
Pop my Porsche I take no pics
Live my life I don’t care bout shit
Live my life I don’t care bout shit
Live my life I don’t care about shit
Live my life I don’t care bout
Bout shit

What do you mean yeah
What do you what do you mean yeah
What do you need yeah
I got whatever you need yeah
Comin at me yah
Why are you comin at me yeah
I will not ever go back
Bitch I’m free now aye
Tell me why you always trynna sleep all day
I been goin hard like three whole days
I done left It all I done came along way
I’m not comfortable in just one place
Gotta go get it I can not wait
Momma hear me ya sons okay
Lost a while but I’m on my way
I swear that Nothing gonna be the same

I met god on a Thursday night
told me everything’ll be alright

Eight months no off days I’m lit
Hate on me you mad I’m rich
Pop my Porsche I take no pics
Live my life I don’t care bout shit
Live my life I don’t care bout shit
Live my life I don’t care about shit
Live my life I don’t care bout
Bout shit

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