paroles de chanson Dead - guccihighwaters

They ask me how I'm doing, I say "Gucci"
Just looked at the two-piece, and then we watched a movie
I used to wanna die until you killed me
Now I can't feel shit, but I'm still breathing

Still breathing, wish I could fucking stop
Wish I could end my life in the black drop-top
And if it ain't about money, then shut the fuck up
And if I have to cut ties, know that you fucked up

Get a couple bands and think you balling
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper calling
And I thought I had hope till I woke up from my dream
Bitch, I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees
Get a couple bands and think you balling
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper calling
And I thought I had hope till I woke up from my dream
Bitch, I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees

But I'm still snapping like it's Snapchat
Please, don't fucking act back, Glock up in my knapsack
I ain't got friends, I got brothers by my side
Got the butterfly knife, flip it open then I slice

Still breathing, wish I could fucking stop
Wish I could end my life in the black drop-top
And if it ain't about money, then just shut the fuck up
And if I have to cut ties, know that you fucked up

Get a couple bands and think you balling
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper calling
And I thought I had hope till I woke up from my dream
Bitch, I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees