Wasting Away ft. NLB Monty & $tevo Lyrics

Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away

Time is ticking, my life running

Gotta pick up the pace

Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away

Time is ticking, my life running

Gotta pick up the pace

She in my head, but I'm in my zone

I call her over just to give me dome

She take these drugs with me, just to get me numb

If it's really bout that money, gotta get me some

Okay, try then, put em in the tomb

I been counting threw it, yeah

I been thumbing threw it

She fucking with me cuz I get me some

Momma' told me imma star, so you know imma shine

Yeah, imma grind, yeah, yeah, v lone on my jacket

Never use to flex but now she wanna text me

She see all this guap now she wanna sext me

Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away

Time is ticking, my life running

Gotta pick up the pace

Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away

Time is ticking, my life running

Gotta pick up the pace

I just wanna ball, pull up in that aston martin

Always lookin' clean, I always gotta look my sharpest

Bitches wanna call, left that girl at her apartment

I don't even try, I always use to try my hardest

Business boomin' time to flip the money like a heelflip

I just need a bag of weed, brought to me by a real bitch

Riding through the night, I'm speeding, I might let the wheel slip

Everyday this fucking year is feeling like a field trip

I'm gonna slide through, tell em bring the vibes through

Order me a ten piece, smoking through the drive through

We ain't nothing like you, and that might surprise you

I don't do the beef online, you nothing that I'd type to

They sticking with me like glue

Pull up in that light blue

Let the haters know I'm feeling great

Just look at my shoes, yeah

Ain't no going back

Ain't no going back

Ain't no going back

Baby, ain't no going back

Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away

Time is ticking, my life running

Gotta pick up the pace

Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away

Time is ticking, my life running

Gotta pick up the pace

My head messy, I can't think straight

Eyes are blurry, so you know I see the haze

I try to wipe it out, but it's engraved

Mark's of the beast, call me a beast mane

As I sit at the top of my throne

I'll ask myself, do I even belong?

My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone

My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone

Yeah I move with it, smooth living

One day, I'll come home

One day I'll come home

One day, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ou-ou-ou-ou-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-uh-yeah

Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mm-mm

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