Lyrics paranoid of death - andre moire

Three more months
And I'ma be on my own
I can't front
Had to sign away my soul

I can't fail
To be your one and only
But I fell
Into depths, yeah

Ain't be seen
Shawty a fiend
Won't be able to stay off
Stay clean
That's the trap of it all
I won't pick up any calls
I'll be dying at seventeen
It was none I never seen
You know

Hate on the bag
Pour up a four 'cause I been feelin' sad
Need an escape from my debts I be havin'
You wanna be homies but here you been haven't

When I pass away I know you'll make a habit
Of actin' like we was a thing
Where the fuck were you when I was a thing?
Keep me the hell out of your prayers and your dreams

It goes on and on
I know I'm gon' die young
So I wrote this song
To tell you it was fun

But I won't be scared
I just hope you know
Ain't gonna find salvation
I finna be down below

Three more months
And I'ma be on my own
I can't front
Had to sign away my soul

I can't fail
To be your one and only
But I fell
Into depths, yeah

Ain't be seen
Shawty a fiend
Won't be able to stay off
Stay clean
That's the trap of it all
I won't pick up any calls
I'll be dying at seventeen
It was none I never seen
You know

Three more months
And I'ma be on my own
I can't front
Had to sign away my soul

I can't fail
To be your one and only
But I fell
Into depths, yeah

Ain't be seen
Shawty a fiend
Won't be able to stay off
Stay clean