Magazines Lyrics – Xenith
Singer: Xenith
Title: Magazines
I can’t feel a thing
Pop another bean
Every pic I take look straight from magazines
Smoke ’til I can’t breath
Designer on my jeans
I can mix and match, and that sh#t still be looking clean
I swear to god I keep f#ckin’ it up
I don’t give a f#ck
Damn all these b#tches keep callin’ me up
They all on my nuts
Then she saw me when I’m doin’ my stuff
She fell in love
I feel like Chief Keef baby, trust none
Kush and cologne, I can’t breathe
I pop a pill I can’t think
You not my bro
You not in my league
Things get so dark at times I can’t see
And I’ve got 1 person who cares, it’s not me
I just left the mall, dozen bags, what’s new?
Diesel on my jeans
New DRKSHDW shoes
All this sh#t means nothin’ when I can’t replace you
In such a short amount of time look what we been through
I been on my own lane lately
Just for not copying they hate me
Stress up on my shoulders, feelin’ crazy
I been poppin’ pills to sedate me
I can’t feel a thing
Pop another bean
Every pic I take look straight from magazines
Smoke ’til I can’t breath
Designer on my jeans
I can mix and match, and that sh#t still be looking clean
I swear to god I keep f#ckin’ it up
I don’t give a f#ck
Damn all these b#tches keep callin’ me up
They all on my nuts
Then she saw me when I’m doin’ my stuff
She fell in love
I feel like Chief Keef baby, trust none
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