Last Day Lyrics – Last-Dude
Singer: Last-Dude
Title: Last Day
Oh
Pour codeine and i sing when i’m mad, mad, mad
Pour codeine on the scene (yeah)
Jambo
Le-le-lean, le-le-lean
Oh, oh
Let’s go
I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream
n#gg#, i’ma be mad (yeah)
n#gg#, f#ck you mean, i’m gettin’ this green, i’m gettin’ to the cream and cash (yeah)
Always i’ma keep a gun on me, i dare if a n#gg# try and blast (yeah)
I already think i’m dyin’, ain’t finna let nobody gimme my last day
Two blues to the face, can’t see straight (yeah)
You leased your car no rebate (yeah)
I remember doing xanax bars in the stars, i was tryna sleep my days away (okay)
I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of flavor flav
Nowadays, i wake up and i pray (yeah)
That i won’t go astray
b#tch, i’m a criminal, turned to a general
Don’t do subliminals, uh, uh (ayy)
b#tch, i ain’t feeling you, never been into you
Emotionally, i’m killing you (uh)
Bathing ape tennis shoe, designer plentiful
Make it look simple, uh, uh (true)
b#tch, i ain’t licking you, b#tch, i ain’t eating you
Your man just sent you off
Two dicks in my pants, pause
One is the clip and one is my c#ck
One of ’em will shoot your man in the face
And the other one, it start abusing your jaw (come on)
n#gg#s be fake and they incriminate you, will never know if i’m abusing the law
Circle is small, oh, oh
Like a red dot, oh, oh
I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream
n#gg#, i’ma be mad (yeah)
n#gg#, f#ck you mean, i’m gettin’ this green, i’m gettin’ to the cream and cash (yeah)
Always i’ma keep a gun on me, i dare if a n#gg# try and blast (yeah)
I already think i’m dyin’, ain’t finna let nobody gimme my last day
Two blues to the face, can’t see straight (yeah)
You leased your car no rebate (yeah)
I remember doing xanax bars in the stars, i was tryna sleep my days away (okay)
I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of flavor flav
Nowadays, i wake up and i pray (yeah)
That i won’t go astray
Every day feel like the same sh#t
And every time that i’m alone, that’s when the pain hit
I smoke a wood filled with biscotti, now i’m painless
They told me stop, f#ck it, i’m young, rich, and dangerous
Dressed in some named sh#t, i see the same sh#t
Get the f#ck from ’round me with the fake sh#t, i hate it
How you wife that ho? she so basic, she brain me
No, i can’t trust a soul, they just say sh#t, i can’t be
This sh#t is all i know, so it’s f#ck you, b#tch, pay me
I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream
n#gg#, i’ma be mad (yeah)
n#gg#, f#ck you mean, i’m gettin’ this green, i’m gettin’ to the cream and cash (yeah)
Always i’ma keep a gun on me, i dare if a n#gg# try and blast (yeah)
I already think i’m dyin’, ain’t finna let nobody gimme my last day
Two blues to the face, can’t see straight (yeah)
You leased your car no rebate (yeah)
I remember doing xanax bars in the stars, i was tryna sleep my days away (okay)
I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of flavor flav
Nowadays, i wake up and i pray (yeah)
That i won’t go astray
Last dude on the track
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