Yung Lean - Quavy lyrics
(Speech) Nothing in life is promised except d**h If you have the opportunity, to play this game of life You have to appreciate every moment A lot of people don't appreciate they moment Until it's pa**ed Well right now, it's my time And my moment (Verse 1) Said that I quit now the fans think I'm done for f** do I look like just stopping this fun for No reason f** with us, plead treason Win games on mid season Chain cold, my fritz freezing n***as really wanna get a square one Get embarra**ed, in Paris View my merit I only make the thoughts and secrets that we all cherish Let the competition suffer more, and just perish I remember when I wanted to k**, my own spirit Feed Me Grapes was supposed to be my d**h My plan was to drop it November 10th Then k** myself with some Benadryl And get a will Handwritten well that, says to sell My worthy wealth's And let that woman love herself but Forget that, I got a lot to live for Got a Lotta people that I still gotta prove myself too It's beginning part 2 I'm allergic to the choosing Makes me feel a little woozy I guess I'm living stupid (Hook) I just gotta keep going (4x) Cause I'm always living Quavy(2x) (Verse 2) Yes I miss a lot Yes I trip a lot So baby you won't find me with a blunt of potent pot Circle k gang, get a large polar pop Worried bout Bieber, meanwhile Russia stepping up Bring the arms dealer I'm a harm dealer Go-rilla Clips filmed of the militia Get proper Get a locker for me to fit in my choppers Johnnie Walker, penis talker Hit the wood, Paul Walker Tough talker (PUT YOUR LIGHTERS UP) I don't write enough to talk what I, come up with Before I make a song I got an album written out And they still ask me what I spit about I rap me but still stay confidential Talk about the girls I've loved, but never the credentials Robbed Schneider, got back my initials Official Bigalow Deuces (Hook) I just gotta keep going (4x) Cause I'm always living Quavy(5x) (Time machine sound effect) (Skit) *Kyoto by Yung Lean playing* Kid: Whaaaaat? *Sound of me packing my cigarettes*