Текст песни Till the World Ends (feat. BLAZÉ) - Josh Forehead

How you was talkin you wasn't even there
My momma told me you oughta have hope yea ain't no one to fear
I tried to tell you about my problems you weren't even there
And if you tell me bout your problems promise I'll be there
I'll put you in some designer until it wear and tear
I told you imma hold you down until the world ends
I got to play this shit smart came in through the rear
And if we talkin bout constellations we get hell of stares
You try to play like opposition get left in the trench
And we can't have no conversation if it ain't bout a check
And we don't give no damn about inflation we get to them racks
And if we talkin bout graduation we got hell of fan's

What's on your mind
I guess I'm just wasting time
I tried you tried
But I got some more on the line
Booted up that's rare how I like it yeah
Sliding in that car you excited yeah
Pictures in my brain I can't write it yeah
Get her anything she want
Yeah she like it here
Put my bitch on my pills and she need it yeah
She keep talking in my ear like she need me here
We've been going up to high
We don't got no stairs
I can pop this shroom and now my vision clear
Yeah

I had the vision like an eagle I wasn't even there
I got this white bitch on codeine like she was sipping beer
I swear I got a vintage heart my shit is really rare
I mix that yellow with that purple look like lakers here
I keep on working till my brothers is all millionaires
And if it's comin from out the bottle then it's really real
I fucked with this one bitch she a model out in Beverley hills
She asked me where I got these pradas them shits really real
It's really real

Best dressed
Sundress
What's next
Shake that ass have a booty contest
Better yet yellow bitch cornbread
Pound of gas send it in ups
When I'm chasing cash
I don't have no sex
She keep talking about we
I don't speak no French
I can make my bag last for the homestretch
Niggas keep hating on me
I ain't even make it yet
I can feel this acid
I ain't even take it yet
When she kiss me
I get the feeling of a Percocet
She said be careful with your words
You can not take back
I was sliding near your crib where you hiding at
What's on your mind
I guess I'm just wasting time
I tried you tried
But I got some more on the line
Booted up that's rare how I like it yeah
Sliding in that car you excited yeah
Pictures in my brain I can't write it yeah
Get her anything she want
Yeah she like it here
Put my bitch on my pills and she need it yeah
She keep talking in my ear like she need me here
We've been going up to high
We don't got no stairs
I can pop this shroom and now my vision clear