ANIMATENESS ft. 9¡ne Lę³ęk & PradaYouJalen Lyrics

Hey, in case nobody's asked you this today, are you okay

Are you really fine

I mean, you know it's okay if you feel a little lost sometimes

It's alright that you don't want to smile

You don't need to explain bad moments the way we all get them

And get through them

Don't forget that even the darkest clouds have the sun shining on the other side

So give it time, and you will be fine

Eventually

Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Night shift

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Night shift

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Bitch, fuck you, you not hitting this blunt

Big Ksubi jeans, yeah I like the big stunts

Say she want to, but you can't have this one

Said she gotta man, I don't really give a fuck

What you know about losing money, then you gotta get it back

You was looking for a late text, and I was out here breaking her back

Like, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

On some different type of shit, y'all can't reach me

Yeah, bitch, I'm out of space, feeling like I'm ET

Yeah, I won't open up to you, I don't got the key

Yeah, I already hit the hoe, bitch, go unfollow me

Only fuck on foreign hoes, know the girl from overseas

Never could go trip about a bitch, you already know me

Yeah, you know me

Balling out for real, come in clutch just like I'm Kobe

I'm onstage, little bitch, you in the nosebleeds

You ain't gotta go and tell your man, keep it low-key

Super villain, super evil bitch, just like Loki

Yeah, evil living, you know I don't give a fuck

Heard she gotta new man, but she still hit me up

Late night, you be texting her while I'm up in the guts

Luxury living, I copped a chain, that shit won't rust

Tennis chains and golden rings, so that bitch know I'm up

I love money, count my paper, counting big ones

Every time I'm making music, find a new sound

Cold as fuck we really next up in this damn town

He's on Sheridan Step 4 and 2093

Going there first

Got it

Get that, I'm making a fight call on uh Howard

I got the one the other side, full patrol, 75-19 on point

Okay, keep the work on, then I got over, have something

Oh, oh, gravity falls, it is good to be back

The names Bil..

Oh, oh, oh

Yeah, oh, oh

Yeah, this swag that I'm rocking Balenciaga

She gon' act like a fan now

Yeah, and most of the shit in my closet you won't find in a mall, na

Yeah, I'll go flex up on that hoe, yeah, dripping designer

Tell your friends that you hate me, but bitch will still hit me tomorrow

Fighting to the last breath that I breathe, bitch, I'm a survivor

Rock an all black fit, yeah, perfect attire

Fuck you till you out of breath

Fuck you till you tired

Crazy life I live

That can't relate to my lifestyle

Sociopath, bitch, you a liar

Don't give fucks about your new man, little bitch, you know I'm flyer

I got real deal bands on God, I could put that on the Bible

I had hoes up on they knees, pray to me like a Messiah

Little bitch, I'm not your savior

Cut off your wings, ain't no angel

Look in my eyes if you tell me you love me, because I still lie through the hazel

Yeah, and she's telling me, baby, baby

You know that I love you crazy

You really is so amazing

Like what

I was just trying to keep it a buck with you

Little bitch, I was never in love with you

I'm balling now, I ain't got room for two

But hit me up if you need something to do

Too wavy, I'm living too different

If we fucking, fuck you out your issues

I'm the problem, but I won't admit it

It's me over you, I'm too litty

Three fingers O'Dell in that kitty

Yeah, and I'm speaking real shit nowadays

Got a hoe mad next to me you laid

But you know I had to smile through the pain

Fuck it, I was balling out in the rain

Texting with bad bitches every day

Playing all these hoes like a game

I'm hurting cause old bitches did the same

When you walk around hearing my name in the distance

She hate to admit it, but she listen

Go and talk your shit, but I already hit it

Pussy bitch, you really out here sinning

Yeah

Let me get a moment of clarity

And just for my lifestyle, marry me

I'm pissed off, bitch is you hearing me

Yeah, this swag that I'm rocking Balenciaga

She gon' act like a fan now

Yeah, and most of the shit in my closet you can't find in a mall, na

Yeah, I'll go flex up on that hoe, yeah, dripping designer

Tell your friends that you hate me, but bitch will still hit me tomorrow

Crazy life I live

That can't relate to my lifestyle