Lyrics ROLLIN' WITH MY HOMIES 2 (feat. rmfshri) - AlexVorn

My demons feel blood on their hands, but they're not guilty

We keep rolling, We keep ballin
Can't pick up a phone which still callin'
Love Julia's perfumes, she smells like my homies
She thinks I'm weirdo after all of this

Life is joke
Every single event is just an anecdote
And we are characters, of these anecdotes
If there's a joke, there's someone who laughs

They think that they have opps, like they're gang
You're not a gang, can't speak to police, you're crank
You stabbed a human, that's dang
But can you stab music? Can you stab music?

Viewers are coming and leaving
But fans will always stay with you
I'm trying to keep myself alive
But sloth takes over my life

And I'm dying
I feel like I'm dying
Music is dying
Art is ///

Death, death, death, death
Death, death, death, death
Everyone will die, but I did it, not with hand
But in different way, that you'll never understand

I live in the future, where people don't need to create
Everything is created, AI can generate
I live in the future, with no Veronika
I hope I'll be good with Vika

You don't know these names, these people are no names
If you love to play score games, please bro clean river Thames
I have no money come in, these bros are ignoring
But I'm still happy, I chose to be happy

Music is dead
Music is dead
Whatever you say, your phrases are anecdotes
You are not the best comedian, because Putin has real jokes
There no joke that can be worse than russian rap verse
This thing is not yours bro, cause we cooked it and did it yo
I got Demons up all in my mind
If ain't money you wasting my time
Calling my phone, don't pick up the line
I'm talking my shit, I stay on my grind
You talking that shit you wasting your time
Spending my time just making a vibe
But let's be real the music is dyin
Thinking they cold, but they new shit ain't hot
Listen to me once, they never gon stop
Once I'm on top, I'm never gon flop
Talkin that shit, you ain't doin a lot
Death on my mind it haunt me a lot
Hearin that news my heart gon drop
Face the music, it's already gone
We all we got left, we on our own
Sippin that drank, it hurt my mind For real
You talkin that cap it hurt the vibe for real
I'm out my mind for real
I'm out my mind for real
I count my bag for real
I talk that shit, it's real
All your streams ain't real
Music been dead For real
All this art is fake
Ain't no shit gone change
I'm gon just stay in my lane
Me and A gon change the game
Looks like I'm back again
I took a break again
But now I'm back again
I got a new tape it's on the way
Know they gon hate, so fuck what they say
Pull up in the whip it's all space grey
Stay on our grind we doin our thing
Stay on our grind we makin our name
Talkin that shit I'm making my wave
Fuck all that chains and fuck all the fame
Fuck all that shit it's always been lame
Yeah fuck all that talk it's never gon change
Yeah fuck all that shit it's always been the same
I'm losing my mind I've never been sane
All of that cap
Have you no shame?
Thinking they real but ain't no way
Think they got ops but ain't no way
Thinking they gang but ain't no way

Music is dead
Music is dead

They think that they have opps, like they're gang
You're not a gang, can't speak to police, you're crank
You stabbed a human, that's dang
But can you stab music? Can you stab music?