Lyrics ALARM - THE ROACHEZ

Fire beats people think that we be pumpin' sarms
Pictures capture us in mask-fishin' all the charms
Fire beats people think that we be pumpin' sarms
Pictures capture us in mask-fishin' all the charms

I be in the John jack white shirts and the pants black
Wanna have a closet so big I can't pack
Missed my flight, now I'm on the back of the Amtrack
Gimme more shows, show 'em what my hands for
Making money, stealing money, I'm a landlord
Getting venues, getting canceled, it's a damn chore
I can't even complain, love it when I can score

Countin' the minutes since I last replied
Checkin' DM after hour 25
Hit me up after we end the live
Stalkin' social wanna meet but you can't even drive
Askin' why we don't hang, hey, I mean I tried
In the hallway at lunch I see side eyes
Turns out your moving back to the Eastside
I din't really want you but, hey, at least she tried
(Listen)
Shawty lookin' abnormal not us lookin lame
Shawty wanna hit better bring out the both yous
Sunday afternoon with a ChicK-fil-A venue
Foreign surprise written all on my menu
Gettin' the cash like a printer on redo

What can I say when they hate
We blew up like yesterday
I make it sound real easy
Like we're on that minute made
Streamin' is a crazy way to try to get paid
Givin' us a dollar 8 for the past like 80 days

My engineer trippin, he goin insane
He got no clothes when mixing, guess he's got no shame
Your girlfriend loves the Impala not the '64 but the tame
And you complain she been through all your games
Imma steal yo chain and act like I don't know what happened
I ran away don't act like you ain't been happy
Obsessions got the best of me
Losing sleep test of time
Doing hits a mess of sheets
I'm down to my knees
I'm buying in threes
I'm losing control of everything
Sometimes I wanna get away, please
I wanna quit, you wanna die
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies, you
Can't be that mad if you're fucking other guys, you
Socially awkward, I can sense in ya smile
I try and help you and you came up with excuses
Tryna give you solutions but you don't know how to use it
Givin' you my patients you go ahead abuse it
Givin' you my ends you never can fuse it
Tying up my words never should try to confuse shit
Am I not worth it, stop acting like you're perfect

Fire beats people think that we be pumpin' sarms
Pictures capture us in mask-fishin' all the charms
Fire beats people think that we be pumpin' sarms
Pictures capture us in mask-fishin' all the charms