Текст песни MIDAS - Live - Pope Cyrus VII

Porsches, Forbes list, yah
I need it, I need it
Ayy, shit, fuck it I'm rich, bitch
Like Dave Chappelle, famous clientele
Meet me on the corner at the hotel
Pick it up any way that you want
Pick it up any way that you want
5K last week, had to flaunt
On my Wilbur shit, I got runtz (Uh)
On my Abloh shit, I get quoted (I get quoted)
Fuck silver prize, I need golden (I need golden)
Every note that I play, shit is broken
Beast hidin' in the cave, not woken

Yeah, look at me now
Look at me now, yeah
Look at me now, ayy

Tire fire in the living room, soot in the skylight
Inhale carcinogens, fuck the homies goodnight
Like I'm in your closet, I'm the reason that you have nightlights
Not even gay, but we all just here for a bad time
Master sniper, ten feet, huckin' bottles at kitty cats
Genocide nightly, if you get the pack
Dinner with my dog, burgers seasoned with ash
Everclear for dessert, I'm tryin' to crash
This that upward spiral, this shit about to go viral
Find me in your hotel, I'm bleedin' out on a Bible
M80s in my suitcase, two dozen noise complaints
Recreational use, don't give a fuck what you think
Going nowhere lightspeed, writing scrawled on the wall
My monologue pisses, shits all in my applesauce
How the fuck you expect me to keep up my appetite?
And yet we chow down, I never stop livin' life
Never stop sellin', oxy go by the elephant
Yellow tape the homie, know he didn't go elegant
Yeah I did some shit, don't even want your approval
Bad seed, noxious weed, I need removal
Pin me down, tie me up, that way you won't get hurt
Pin me down, tie me up, that way you won't get hurt
I take with the vitamins, I'll never see a hearse
Highest level drip, I put red dye in the dirt

Uh nah nah nah nah
Oh woah, uh
Sorry that I (uh)
I hurt everyone I love
Why I gotta do that
Sorry that I (Why I gotta do that constantly, ooh)
I hurt everyone I love (Uh nah nah nah nah)
Yeah, huh
I hurt everyone I love (I hurt everyone I love)
Echo, witness
No (Woah)