Текст песни Right Foot - Trevor Koin

(Uh, uh, uhhh)
(Uh, uh, uh, uhhhh)
(Ey, uh, eyy)
(It's Mikey on the track)
Right foot stepping on these niggas
Uh, Right foot stepping on these niggas
Uh, Right foot stepping on these niggas, if you need revision
I!
Getting to that money, eighteen figure nigga
I!
Lowkey was a bummy nigga, I ain't have da vision
I!
Now wanna be with the homies, somewhere out there on an island
So much, so much, that's what I want
Diamonds, falling, that's when I walk
Off the, Perky, I'm on the wok
Neck to, glisten, just like that water, uh
I'm starting to become some people's father
Lame said I dropped the ball, he ain't know that I caught it
I'm starting to lose my mind, a little bit psychotic
I'm in a fast car and I'm getting nauseous
Uh, I been off it for an hour
She said she like the white, said she like the powder
I can't be with you, sorry my momma won't allow it
I'm still living off my home allowance

One two
I don't wanna hurt you
Didn't really love you
Didn't even like you
I was sitting beside you
And wanted to leave
But then your eyes they pulled me back and held me by the sleave
Now I'm blowing with the leaves
My heart right out the window
I remember you standing in that mink coat
Cold as ice but you probably super warm in there
You hazardous there probably should be warnings there
I know
I should have trusted noone
But then I gave my trust to you
Now I turn my back to the world
And the blame is all to you
But I guess I'll never be hurt
I promise that I'll never go through that, again

Now it's left foot stepping on the gas
All my problems in the rear view
Music way too loud
I can't really fucking hear you
Moving way too fast
Look around I'm nowhere near you
Get to the bucks, keep it a buck
Money's what I'm here for

But I woke up today
Begging and fiending to fall inlove (Uh, ey)
And it's not much to say
Looking for someone to tell them, I love ya (Ey)
But it's gonna be hard for me
Cause I ain't really felt that in a while about someone (Ey)
Your mistakes start to haunt ya
Then your past turns to trauma

Someone told me I'm eerily special
Oh my God I deserve me a medal
Demons out the woodwork I feel like Geppetto
Trailing my moves like I am dropping petals
She loves me
She loves me
NOT!
Guess we'll find out that shit in the meadow
Satan want my soul had to hit him with the N-O
I'm in the dark my hands out Adele hello

Soon it's both feet, stomping on the ground
Oh my God I made a million
Buy my mom a car and a house and diamond earings
Tell everybody fuck off
And don't come near me
I'm happy with my homies
I'm happy in my lonely
But still I don't fuck with the dark
I feel just like the police
Tryna cop me a watch and a car
That both start with roll
Tryna empty out my pockets and only see bank rolls
He a rich ass nigga, look at all the bank rolls
But I guess, that's just, how life goes
I'm looking, for someone, to call home
Contradicting myself cause I like being on my own (It's Mikey on the track)