Bottom of the Bottle - RYU, Ryu feat. Jams

Bottom of the Bottle - RYU, Ryu feat. Jams

Альбом
Tanks for the Memories
Год
2016
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
212010

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Bottom of the Bottle

RYU, Ryu feat. Jams

It ain’t hard to tell

But it’s difficult to say

The things you think about

That’ll make you stay awake

I’m almost at the bottom of this bottle and it’s late

I’m almost at the bottom of this bottle and it’s late

It ain’t hard to tell

But it’s difficult to say

The things you think about

That’ll make you stay awake

I’m almost at the bottom of this bottle and it’s late

I’m almost at the bottom of this bottle and it’s yeah

For you to doubt me is foolish

You see that mountain?

I move it

I look inside of myself

That’s where the fountain of truth is

I got a problem, I’ll fix it

Drown it in purple liquid

I know it’s stupid

But I ain’t the sharpest knife in the kitchen

Never mind these kisses and hugs

Ain’t none of these bitches I trust

You get an addiction to fame

One day you never wake up

I put them pills down the drain

And there’s no way you can stop it

You stand in front of my train

It’s gotta kill you to watch it

I’m from the bottom but

You could never tell the way I flaunt it bruh

Every day my birthday and every night is Hanukah

Looking all tan and shit

Blowing the finest cannabis

This life that I’m living

Like a grown man’s camping trip

Garage full of whips, manifest destiny

I felt the energy shift soon as they started testing me

Now I’ve got the recipe I’m killing the chef

I’mma do it 'til my death or I’m the last one left

We leaving nothing up to chance

Nah we don’t trust the lotto

We hustle 'til we growing avocados in the grotto

Got a car full of women

You got models that you follow on the internet

Thinking they in love but they not uh

I ain’t trying to expose or exploit ya

But you don’t want it with your boy brah

The Porsche, the, The Orchard in Georgia

Crib in New York and southern California

She curved like a mountain range

So I’m exploring her

Playing the field, love to lay on the beach too

Crib so big look like Machu Picchu

Yes, you get tired walking up the front steps

I used to think crushing it was leasing a Lex

But now I got a little bitty piece of success

I’mma do it 'til my death or I’m the last one left

What’s up?

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