Sex Drive lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Machine Gun Kelly (Cara Delevingne):]
Come and find yourself
Come and find yourself
Don't you realize that you're one of [?]?
This is the reason I can't see [?]
Hey, where are [?]
(Welcome to Hotel Diablo)
Come and find yourself
Come and find yourself
Come and find yourself
Don't you realize that you're one of [?]?
This is the reason I can't see [?]
Hey, where are [?]
(Welcome to Hotel Diablo)
Come and find yourself
el diablo lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Ronny J, please turn me up
Tell all my competition that I love 'em
But I brought 'em back just to kill 'em again
Tell all the listeners that I said, "Fuck 'em"
If they thought I'd never be breathing again
I keep some drink in the cup in case
Anyone got some more beef, I can eat 'em again
I made a promise to beat they ass up
Like Adonis, survive, I'll meet 'em again
Fuck your big bro, uh
We the ones that got it when the rent's low
I make it happen again, I'm back to rappin' again, 808s slappin' again
Light it and pass it again, know what I'm packin' again, I'm an assassin again
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I got a combination to a safe in the back of the bank that be storing my shit
Just had a conversation with a girl that I dated, now she out here whoring and shit
I got a reputation to be doing and showing up 4 in the morning and shit
I had a altercation down in Florida, I threw his face on the floor in the shit
Fuck a bitch, though, huh
Y'all ain't want us before we rich, ho
I can't go back to this shit, I need a castle and shit
I'm on some Dracula shit
I used to have to heat up pans of water to shower
But y'all don't know half of this shit, no
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Stop the debate if my name isn't mentioned
In this generation as one of the greatest
From lyrics to cadence
I changed the way rappers rock out on them stages
I saw people take it, and they are more famous
So I ain't get credit, I had to be patient
I know people hate me just by my appearance
You motherfuckers can't be serious, ayy
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Diablo
Tell all my competition that I love 'em
But I brought 'em back just to kill 'em again
Tell all the listeners that I said, "Fuck 'em"
If they thought I'd never be breathing again
I keep some drink in the cup in case
Anyone got some more beef, I can eat 'em again
I made a promise to beat they ass up
Like Adonis, survive, I'll meet 'em again
Fuck your big bro, uh
We the ones that got it when the rent's low
I make it happen again, I'm back to rappin' again, 808s slappin' again
Light it and pass it again, know what I'm packin' again, I'm an assassin again
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I got a combination to a safe in the back of the bank that be storing my shit
Just had a conversation with a girl that I dated, now she out here whoring and shit
I got a reputation to be doing and showing up 4 in the morning and shit
I had a altercation down in Florida, I threw his face on the floor in the shit
Fuck a bitch, though, huh
Y'all ain't want us before we rich, ho
I can't go back to this shit, I need a castle and shit
I'm on some Dracula shit
I used to have to heat up pans of water to shower
But y'all don't know half of this shit, no
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Stop the debate if my name isn't mentioned
In this generation as one of the greatest
From lyrics to cadence
I changed the way rappers rock out on them stages
I saw people take it, and they are more famous
So I ain't get credit, I had to be patient
I know people hate me just by my appearance
You motherfuckers can't be serious, ayy
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
I shoot dice, yeah, gamble with my life, yeah
No invites, yeah, keep my circle tight, yeah
All my hoes, yeah, keep that sugar spice, yeah
For the bros, yeah, I do not think twice, yeah
Diablo
Diablo
Hollywood Whore lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Am I wrong for being lost?
The pressures of being boss exhausted
Every bone in my body, I can't walk
I don't talk, I scream, I don't stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that I can't go to sleep
Ironic, I know, so I need more Chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important, the money or my soul
It's cold, I'm low, I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign, you get blinded by the glow, uh
Yo
How could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter
Promisin' you got us right after you finished sayin' Grace
Why don't you tell her what you're hidin' in the bank?
It's time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It's time to tell the truth to every fan who doesn't understand
That it's because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to deal with all the hate, ah
Still smile but feel so fake
It's no sun, the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can't even look at your name without gettin' the shakes
What a mistake uh, look at how you take uh
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
And if fate send us both to Heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
I woke up sweatin', tryna forget I'm in a mansion
'Cause fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family
Who'd always understand me
Got offended, 'cause he jealous
We supposed to be at the Grammys
I'm askin', when did pride and passion
Get mistakin' for handouts and ass kissin'?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks Fifth
Took it from underground to massive, and the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped, they gettin' they ass kicked
I was battlin' puttin' these rappers in caskets
I was walkin' home gettin' jumped after classes
Tell me, why don't my haters mention that shit?
Now, my rent is due and I'm a tenant gettin' by with no credit
Got residue from a sedative I ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so fuckin' hectic, but still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead so life insurance keep my family fed
It's because of y'all, I couldn't separate from my career
'Cause of y'all, I hated myself for so many years
'Cause of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even if I got a wife, she just somebody I fuck
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
The City of Angels, danger
The City of Angels, danger
The pressures of being boss exhausted
Every bone in my body, I can't walk
I don't talk, I scream, I don't stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that I can't go to sleep
Ironic, I know, so I need more Chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important, the money or my soul
It's cold, I'm low, I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign, you get blinded by the glow, uh
Yo
How could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter
Promisin' you got us right after you finished sayin' Grace
Why don't you tell her what you're hidin' in the bank?
It's time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It's time to tell the truth to every fan who doesn't understand
That it's because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to deal with all the hate, ah
Still smile but feel so fake
It's no sun, the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can't even look at your name without gettin' the shakes
What a mistake uh, look at how you take uh
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
And if fate send us both to Heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
I woke up sweatin', tryna forget I'm in a mansion
'Cause fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family
Who'd always understand me
Got offended, 'cause he jealous
We supposed to be at the Grammys
I'm askin', when did pride and passion
Get mistakin' for handouts and ass kissin'?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks Fifth
Took it from underground to massive, and the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped, they gettin' they ass kicked
I was battlin' puttin' these rappers in caskets
I was walkin' home gettin' jumped after classes
Tell me, why don't my haters mention that shit?
Now, my rent is due and I'm a tenant gettin' by with no credit
Got residue from a sedative I ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so fuckin' hectic, but still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead so life insurance keep my family fed
It's because of y'all, I couldn't separate from my career
'Cause of y'all, I hated myself for so many years
'Cause of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even if I got a wife, she just somebody I fuck
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
(First place)
Is it worth it when you see us all?
(Two faced)
Tryna fit in to a world with no
(New space)
Commit third degree murder
(What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
The City of Angels, danger
The City of Angels, danger
Glass House lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Naomi Wild)
[Naomi Wild:]
All alone in the glass house
Lay awake 'til the sun's out
Thank the sky when you come down
Empty in the driveway
Caffeine for the heartache
Never wanna have it my way
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Yeah, I fuck up and lose control
Burnt so many bridges, got nowhere to go
Bitches got these motives like Anna Nicole
I'm smoking cigarettes alone until it burn a hole
In my lungs, in my soul, in my denim coat
Same place I'ma keep that knife if I'ma slit my throat
This shit ugly, I was just with Nipsey, now he ghost
They even got my homie Pete out here, like, fuck the jokes
Damn
[Naomi Wild (Machine Gun Kelly):]
All alone in the glass house (Just keep it going)
Lay awake 'til the sun's out
Thank the sky when you come down
(Sometimes I wanna fucking scream or run away, I don't know)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, life's been hard since 17
I've been through hell, I think I'm somewhere in-between
Caught in purgatory, I can paint the scene
Everything turned to a nightmare from a dream
Look, wish Lil Peep and me had spoke but I can't get that back
Just came from Pittsburgh, damn, I miss my homie Mac
Yeah, last time I got off the stage, I looked Chester in the face
But now he gone, and ain't no going back, uh
[Naomi Wild (Machine Gun Kelly):]
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
(I'm waiting on the rain to come and wash it all away)
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Lately I've been sick of living and nobody knows how I'm really feeling
I always hated to smile, but to keep what is killing me, hidden inside
I didn't sign up to be the hero but I don't want to wind up a villain
I put my daughter to bed then attempted to kill myself in the kitchen
Yeah, I should've screamed, but nobody listened
So I passed out with the blood dripping
In this glass house, feeling like a prison
Me and death keep tongue-kissing
I just fell out with my lil' bro, the life getting to us
The drink getting to us, the drugs getting to us
It's highway to hell and everyone knew what the fuck were we doing
I'm feeling like
[Naomi Wild (Machine Gun Kelly):]
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
(I'm waiting on the rain to come and wash it all away)
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
[Naomi Wild:]
All alone in the glass house
Lay awake 'til the sun's out
Thank the sky when you come down
Empty in the driveway
Caffeine for the heartache
Never wanna have it my way
All alone in the glass house
Lay awake 'til the sun's out
Thank the sky when you come down
Empty in the driveway
Caffeine for the heartache
Never wanna have it my way
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Yeah, I fuck up and lose control
Burnt so many bridges, got nowhere to go
Bitches got these motives like Anna Nicole
I'm smoking cigarettes alone until it burn a hole
In my lungs, in my soul, in my denim coat
Same place I'ma keep that knife if I'ma slit my throat
This shit ugly, I was just with Nipsey, now he ghost
They even got my homie Pete out here, like, fuck the jokes
Damn
[Naomi Wild (Machine Gun Kelly):]
All alone in the glass house (Just keep it going)
Lay awake 'til the sun's out
Thank the sky when you come down
(Sometimes I wanna fucking scream or run away, I don't know)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, life's been hard since 17
I've been through hell, I think I'm somewhere in-between
Caught in purgatory, I can paint the scene
Everything turned to a nightmare from a dream
Look, wish Lil Peep and me had spoke but I can't get that back
Just came from Pittsburgh, damn, I miss my homie Mac
Yeah, last time I got off the stage, I looked Chester in the face
But now he gone, and ain't no going back, uh
[Naomi Wild (Machine Gun Kelly):]
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
(I'm waiting on the rain to come and wash it all away)
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Lately I've been sick of living and nobody knows how I'm really feeling
I always hated to smile, but to keep what is killing me, hidden inside
I didn't sign up to be the hero but I don't want to wind up a villain
I put my daughter to bed then attempted to kill myself in the kitchen
Yeah, I should've screamed, but nobody listened
So I passed out with the blood dripping
In this glass house, feeling like a prison
Me and death keep tongue-kissing
I just fell out with my lil' bro, the life getting to us
The drink getting to us, the drugs getting to us
It's highway to hell and everyone knew what the fuck were we doing
I'm feeling like
[Naomi Wild (Machine Gun Kelly):]
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
(I'm waiting on the rain to come and wash it all away)
Why don't you throw me in the damn flame?
Bury me in gold chains
Throw me in the damn flame
[Naomi Wild:]
All alone in the glass house
Lay awake 'til the sun's out
Thank the sky when you come down
Empty in the driveway
Caffeine for the heartache
Never wanna have it my way
Burning Memories lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Lil Skies)
[Machine Gun Kelly & (Lil Skies):]
Yeah, this one's for the mama that I never knew, never knew
I took acid just to burn all of my memories of you
I guess now I really wanna know the truth
How'd you leave your only child at nine for another dude?
Took that pain and punched my father in the stomach 'til he bled
Hit the store and stole a 40 and took that shit to the head
All the years that you ignored me, left me sleepless in the bed
I hope that he got some kids because your only son is dead
My revenge, got it in the end (In the end)
I'm so hard to reach, you won't see me again (Me again)
I spent 20 years waiting on the stairs
Now I'm finished thinking anyone will ever hear these prayers
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
If I die before I wake, smoke me out at Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean we relate
[Machine Gun Kelly & Phem with (Lil Skies)]
All my dark days came (in the summer)
All my thoughts changed, now (I'm a loner)
Everything stayed, (you were the runner)
Watched your train (go away through the tunnels)
[Lil Skies:]
Hold up, stack my money up just for a rainy day
Play with MGK and I will pull up where you stay (Yeah)
I die for my brother, I don't have nothin' to say (No)
I died when my baby mama told me I was fake (Damn)
I got real shooters, they ain't worried 'bout a case (Woah)
I got people talkin', but won't say shit to my face (Yeah)
EST for life, my opps all rolling in they grave (Damn)
See me doin' good, I put that work in like a slave (Work)
Up all night, mind cloudy, don't be spooked
If I show you love, then will you always tell the truth? (Truth)
Feel like I'm goin' crazy, couldn't trust no one but you (You)
Suicidal thoughts keep tellin' me jump off the roof
[Machine Gun Kelly:] If I die tonight, know, I ain't got nothin' to prove
CSI gon' say we was the realest in the room
[Machine Gun Kelly:] Fuck with mine, I kill 'cause I got everything to lose
Fuck with mama, you know what I'll do (Yeah)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
If I die before I wake, smoke me out at Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean that we relate
[Machine Gun Kelly & Phem with (Lil Skies)]
All my dark days came (in the summer)
All my thoughts changed, now (I'm a loner)
Everything stayed, (you were the runner)
Watched your train (go away through the tunnels)
[Fingazz & (Lil Skies):]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
The memories (Woah) keep playing on repeat (Yeah)
I burn 'em all so I can start sleeping (Woah)
And all the bad, I'll make it good (Yeah)
I wouldn't change the past if I could (Woah)
These memories, they won't get the best of me, whoa (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, this one's for the mama that I never knew, never knew
I took acid just to burn all of my memories of you
I guess now I really wanna know the truth
How'd you leave your only child at nine for another dude?
Took that pain and punched my father in the stomach 'til he bled
Hit the store and stole a 40 and took that shit to the head
All the years that you ignored me, left me sleepless in the bed
I hope that he got some kids because your only son is dead
My revenge, got it in the end (In the end)
I'm so hard to reach, you won't see me again (Me again)
I spent 20 years waiting on the stairs
Now I'm finished thinking anyone will ever hear these prayers
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
If I die before I wake, smoke me out at Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean we relate
[Machine Gun Kelly & Phem with (Lil Skies)]
All my dark days came (in the summer)
All my thoughts changed, now (I'm a loner)
Everything stayed, (you were the runner)
Watched your train (go away through the tunnels)
[Lil Skies:]
Hold up, stack my money up just for a rainy day
Play with MGK and I will pull up where you stay (Yeah)
I die for my brother, I don't have nothin' to say (No)
I died when my baby mama told me I was fake (Damn)
I got real shooters, they ain't worried 'bout a case (Woah)
I got people talkin', but won't say shit to my face (Yeah)
EST for life, my opps all rolling in they grave (Damn)
See me doin' good, I put that work in like a slave (Work)
Up all night, mind cloudy, don't be spooked
If I show you love, then will you always tell the truth? (Truth)
Feel like I'm goin' crazy, couldn't trust no one but you (You)
Suicidal thoughts keep tellin' me jump off the roof
[Machine Gun Kelly:] If I die tonight, know, I ain't got nothin' to prove
CSI gon' say we was the realest in the room
[Machine Gun Kelly:] Fuck with mine, I kill 'cause I got everything to lose
Fuck with mama, you know what I'll do (Yeah)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
If I die before I wake, smoke me out at Heaven's gate
Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the devil's drink
Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight
You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean that we relate
[Machine Gun Kelly & Phem with (Lil Skies)]
All my dark days came (in the summer)
All my thoughts changed, now (I'm a loner)
Everything stayed, (you were the runner)
Watched your train (go away through the tunnels)
[Fingazz & (Lil Skies):]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
The memories (Woah) keep playing on repeat (Yeah)
I burn 'em all so I can start sleeping (Woah)
And all the bad, I'll make it good (Yeah)
I wouldn't change the past if I could (Woah)
These memories, they won't get the best of me, whoa (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A Message From The Count lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Welcome
Yeah, do something like that
Do the, uh, like, right, uh, in between that
A little scarier? More Dracula?
Welcome!
What? To Dracula's lair?
Welcome, to Hotel Diablo! I am your baggage claim man. Wait, I am your bellboy, Dracula. How may I suck your tits fa- I mean take your bags. Hello
-Dracula is that you?
Ah-haha, you caught me. Yes, it's-
Lemme do, lemme do a run of that, hold on
Fuck that
It's not funny
Yeah, do something like that
Do the, uh, like, right, uh, in between that
A little scarier? More Dracula?
Welcome!
What? To Dracula's lair?
Welcome, to Hotel Diablo! I am your baggage claim man. Wait, I am your bellboy, Dracula. How may I suck your tits fa- I mean take your bags. Hello
-Dracula is that you?
Ah-haha, you caught me. Yes, it's-
Lemme do, lemme do a run of that, hold on
Fuck that
It's not funny
Floor 13 lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
(Fuck)
I just spent too many minutes watchin' little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin' after someone tried to send a killshot, missin' me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me "The Gunner"? I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me
Black and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill
Grew up scrappin' and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trappin' on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland, when they gave Chase 17 years, no plea deal
2014 when the people tried to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually
I just can't wait 'til the day that I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article tried to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talkin' 'bout me in elementary
We ain't playin', it's deeper than the fame
People gettin' checked for disrespectin' the family name
Two chopsticks, no lo mein
Hollow tips, got no name
Bust them shits with no aim
Like it's Bird Box
But the blindfold is a black flag this time to cover my face
The dash cam just saw me killin' everybody
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chopped his face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
I just spent too many minutes watchin' little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin' after someone tried to send a killshot, missin' me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me the Gunner? I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y'all off
I see the blogs, I read the comments
I'm confused, I need to pause
Look at y'all waitin' on me to fall off
While I'm lookin' at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30
Give me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in
One legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I would never be in it
One agent that told me without her, my career is finished
And I couldn't give a single fuck inside my cerebellum
Y'all award shows suck, go tell 'em
We ain't suckin' no dick in the 216
Brought O's to the land like Beckham
On the thirteenth floor with a weapon
I heard that they coming, yeah, let 'em in
I got somethin' for 'em, yeah
Please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah
I can't wash this shit
Wake up, say, "Good morning," yeah
Like I forgot
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chopped his face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
Hotel Diablo
I just spent too many minutes watchin' little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin' after someone tried to send a killshot, missin' me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me "The Gunner"? I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me
Black and yellow jacket on like I'm Kill Bill
Grew up scrappin' and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trappin' on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland, when they gave Chase 17 years, no plea deal
2014 when the people tried to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually
I just can't wait 'til the day that I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article tried to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talkin' 'bout me in elementary
We ain't playin', it's deeper than the fame
People gettin' checked for disrespectin' the family name
Two chopsticks, no lo mein
Hollow tips, got no name
Bust them shits with no aim
Like it's Bird Box
But the blindfold is a black flag this time to cover my face
The dash cam just saw me killin' everybody
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chopped his face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
I just spent too many minutes watchin' little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin' after someone tried to send a killshot, missin' me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me the Gunner? I'm poppin' off on anybody if they trigger me
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y'all off
I see the blogs, I read the comments
I'm confused, I need to pause
Look at y'all waitin' on me to fall off
While I'm lookin' at y'all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records, I ain't even 30
Give me twenty seconds, I'll list ten movies that I been in
One legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I would never be in it
One agent that told me without her, my career is finished
And I couldn't give a single fuck inside my cerebellum
Y'all award shows suck, go tell 'em
We ain't suckin' no dick in the 216
Brought O's to the land like Beckham
On the thirteenth floor with a weapon
I heard that they coming, yeah, let 'em in
I got somethin' for 'em, yeah
Please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah
I can't wash this shit
Wake up, say, "Good morning," yeah
Like I forgot
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fronto leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chopped his face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don't cry at my funeral
Hotel Diablo
Roulette lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music
All night, when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there but I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Smoking on Sequoia, running from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
I ain't going out like river phoenix
I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya, I'm a soldier
Mask up like it's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia, I done told ya
When it comes to beefing, I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I conspire motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
None of my opponents hold the eyes open
Rip out the heart to let them all die soulless
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music
All night, when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there but I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Wait, I heard they said they want the old Gunner
Fuck 'em, I still turn coyotes into road runners
Fuck a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
That's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because (For real)
I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
Junior year, my homie selling crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turning back when I got cuffed
Fuck a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you started
Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every time you see the scars
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music
All night, when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there but I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Yeah, 24/7, I keep my eyes open, ready
All these sides show me they want me gone like I'm Makaveli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over something so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
I am Gun Kelly
Ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
Rap for currency, like I'm spitter Andretti
And let it fall like confetti
Ball for my dawgs that got locked in the celly
And fuck the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
You learn, it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
They see you winning and they wanna see you finished
God damn!
This that motherfucking rider, music
All night, when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there but I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Smoking on Sequoia, running from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
I ain't going out like river phoenix
I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya, I'm a soldier
Mask up like it's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia, I done told ya
When it comes to beefing, I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I conspire motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
None of my opponents hold the eyes open
Rip out the heart to let them all die soulless
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music
All night, when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there but I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Wait, I heard they said they want the old Gunner
Fuck 'em, I still turn coyotes into road runners
Fuck a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
That's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because (For real)
I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
Junior year, my homie selling crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turning back when I got cuffed
Fuck a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you started
Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every time you see the scars
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music (Eastside, ayy)
This that motherfucking rider, music
This that motherfucking rider, music
All night, when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With 11 of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean, how we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there but I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Yeah, 24/7, I keep my eyes open, ready
All these sides show me they want me gone like I'm Makaveli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over something so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
I am Gun Kelly
Ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
Rap for currency, like I'm spitter Andretti
And let it fall like confetti
Ball for my dawgs that got locked in the celly
And fuck the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
You learn, it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
They see you winning and they wanna see you finished
God damn!
Truck Norris Interlude lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Truck Norris, Chuck Norris (Y'all niggas funny as fuck)
Truck Norris (He called the nigga "Truck")
Hahaha
Man, nigga, you gotta really close your eyes to realize
What Chuck Norris even look like, like...
That nigga looked just like "Damn..."
Before he turned, that nigga looked like Chuck
Like (Pull up, Truck Norris, hahaha)
Y'all niggas funny as fuck
(Ayy, Truck Norris was funny but Bruce Norris was—)
They's, they's, them two gon' come up like... (It's gon' be a .GIF)
He gon' have that same picture last night that you posted
He gon' be like...
That nigga said "Pull up, Truck Norris", hahaha
Y'all niggas funny, man
Man, I know you gonna be on that...
Truck Norris
Truck Norris (He called the nigga "Truck")
Hahaha
Man, nigga, you gotta really close your eyes to realize
What Chuck Norris even look like, like...
That nigga looked just like "Damn..."
Before he turned, that nigga looked like Chuck
Like (Pull up, Truck Norris, hahaha)
Y'all niggas funny as fuck
(Ayy, Truck Norris was funny but Bruce Norris was—)
They's, they's, them two gon' come up like... (It's gon' be a .GIF)
He gon' have that same picture last night that you posted
He gon' be like...
That nigga said "Pull up, Truck Norris", hahaha
Y'all niggas funny, man
Man, I know you gonna be on that...
Truck Norris
Death In My Pocket lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
I just bought a brand... Fuck
How much darkness does it take to get this flashy?
Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
I just bought a brand new car, I wanna crash it now
How much darkness did it take to get this flashy now?
I lose a piece of my soul when the camera flashes
So I'm just asking every fan who's questioning my passion
Thinking I'm caught up in fashion or that I forgot my past
To understand that I'm just a dropout, I don't have the answers
I became a dad so young, I ain't know how to use them Pampers
Baby mama's food stamps kept my stomach full
I had to make a plan 'cause now my family needed me to make it rapping
Me and Slim back at that address, 128th, we trapping
Writing lyrics down on napkins
Room so small, we shared a mattress
Look what happened
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know how I get so high, but I'm not passing out
I guess the drugs are in my blood, hope I don't pass it down
Hope I'm alive to see my baby get her cap and gown
'Cause doctors told my dad he won't be here a year from now
Yeah, my first reaction was to punching the wall until it's cracking
Both my knuckles shattered, don't ask what the fuck's the matter
I've been battling the fact I lost my closest to cancer
The only thing she asked was for me and him to get closer
But I hung up too fast, went to sleep and then she passed
You've been silent seven years, it took that to get us back
We all needed second chances, I've been bottling the sadness
I guess I'm just happy that we finally got to bury shit before the casket
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
I think I'm ready to die tonight
It's fucked up 'cause I ain't lived half my life
I saw the devil and passed him like
"You tryna fuck up my afterlife"
But I don't even care, you can keep me there, yeah
Holding up a flare, I needed a prayer, yeah
I got death in my pocket
But I feel so alive
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
I just bought a brand... Fuck
How much darkness does it take to get this flashy?
Don't know why, but it feels like my world is crashing down
I just bought a brand new car, I wanna crash it now
How much darkness did it take to get this flashy now?
I lose a piece of my soul when the camera flashes
So I'm just asking every fan who's questioning my passion
Thinking I'm caught up in fashion or that I forgot my past
To understand that I'm just a dropout, I don't have the answers
I became a dad so young, I ain't know how to use them Pampers
Baby mama's food stamps kept my stomach full
I had to make a plan 'cause now my family needed me to make it rapping
Me and Slim back at that address, 128th, we trapping
Writing lyrics down on napkins
Room so small, we shared a mattress
Look what happened
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
Don't know how I get so high, but I'm not passing out
I guess the drugs are in my blood, hope I don't pass it down
Hope I'm alive to see my baby get her cap and gown
'Cause doctors told my dad he won't be here a year from now
Yeah, my first reaction was to punching the wall until it's cracking
Both my knuckles shattered, don't ask what the fuck's the matter
I've been battling the fact I lost my closest to cancer
The only thing she asked was for me and him to get closer
But I hung up too fast, went to sleep and then she passed
You've been silent seven years, it took that to get us back
We all needed second chances, I've been bottling the sadness
I guess I'm just happy that we finally got to bury shit before the casket
I got death in my pocket and nothing but time
All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind
I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no
Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh
I got death in my pocket, but I feel so alive
I think I'm ready to die tonight
It's fucked up 'cause I ain't lived half my life
I saw the devil and passed him like
"You tryna fuck up my afterlife"
But I don't even care, you can keep me there, yeah
Holding up a flare, I needed a prayer, yeah
I got death in my pocket
But I feel so alive
Candy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Trippie Redd)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, you know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
I'm in my head again, I took more medicine
Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again
Ayy, fuck it, I was raised like that
So I guess I never really changed like that
I be takin' shots to the brain like that
Blacked out drunk and I came like that
Help for me to get through all the pain like that
Yeah, driving through the rain like that
Running from the fame like that
On the front page like that
I'ma go insane like [*gunshot*]
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
I'm in my head again, I took more medicine
Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again
[Trippie Redd:]
Huh, my bitch taste like candy, yeah
Play with death like I'm Billie & Mandy, yeah
I keep the chopper in the fanny, yeah
Make a fuck nigga sleep like a Xanny, yeah
On the beach, chilling where it's sandy, yeah
Just bought a whip for my granny, yeah
Fucked her raw, hit her with a Plan B, yeah
Bitch, I'm on, put that on my mammy, yeah
[Machine Gun Kelly (Trippie Redd):]
You know I keep that candy, yeah (Uh, Big 14, you know what the fuck going on)
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
I'm in my head again, I took more medicine
Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again
Ayy, you know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
I'm in my head again, I took more medicine
Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again
Ayy, fuck it, I was raised like that
So I guess I never really changed like that
I be takin' shots to the brain like that
Blacked out drunk and I came like that
Help for me to get through all the pain like that
Yeah, driving through the rain like that
Running from the fame like that
On the front page like that
I'ma go insane like [*gunshot*]
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
I'm in my head again, I took more medicine
Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again
[Trippie Redd:]
Huh, my bitch taste like candy, yeah
Play with death like I'm Billie & Mandy, yeah
I keep the chopper in the fanny, yeah
Make a fuck nigga sleep like a Xanny, yeah
On the beach, chilling where it's sandy, yeah
Just bought a whip for my granny, yeah
Fucked her raw, hit her with a Plan B, yeah
Bitch, I'm on, put that on my mammy, yeah
[Machine Gun Kelly (Trippie Redd):]
You know I keep that candy, yeah (Uh, Big 14, you know what the fuck going on)
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
You know I keep that candy, yeah
I need more like Mandy, yeah
Stay up, take addies, yeah
I'm tryna fix this damage, yeah
I'm in my head again, I took more medicine
Ripped up the parts from my heart and my chest again
Waste Love lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Madison Love)
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the morning
Wide awake still, not even yawning
Not even sure of why I'm up at dawn, like
I'm celebrating when my agent told me that no one's calling
It's a ounce in my living room on the couch
Next to a couple homies, I smoked it and passed out
So I'm alone with my thoughts in this glass house
In a cabinet, no glass vials, I just pour it all 'til the last out
I smell that now she's on my mind
I met her the first time my light turned live
Hate it when she's gone but she ain't hard to find
Left her on my desk, she made designs of little lines
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, look, I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the evening
In my head, talking to these demons
In my bed, staring at these ceilings
I just bleached my hair and changed my whole appearance
I'm just fed up with these smoke and mirrors
My uncle sold some pictures of me with no clearance
What the fuck is family? I can't take that serious
Thank God everybody sucks, so I can write these lyrics
But pick her up, I need to lift my spirits
They don't know that we hook up, I don't let cameras near us
There's some shit I do, when she's around, I shouldn't share
Like that week I spent locked in a room with her in Paris (Fuck)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Woke up and you wasn't next to me this mornin'
Saw a yellow cab drive you down the street on Broadway
Wish I could erase the mistakes that I made, I'm sorry
Wanted me to chase you inside, but the house too haunted
I tried to get away with the worst this time, you caught me
Tried to find a place for the words so I can say sorry
It's so shitty how I waste love
I know it's shitty how I waste love
Come home, every night I'm wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
It's gettin' hard to fake how I feel when your face still taunts me
I know it's hard to fake how you feel, do you not still want me?
How'd you run away from the place you brought me?
I did it to myself, though, go ahead and blame this on me
[Madison Love (Machine Gun Kelly):]
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
So shitty how you waste love (It's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Wait, I thought we were done
How'd you end up in my arms last night? (Fuck)
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes
Why you tryna run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
[Madison Love (Machine Gun Kelly):]
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
(But this time, this time you caught me)
I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
(This time, this time I lost you)
So shitty how you waste love (It's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I thought we were done
How'd you end up in my arms last night?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes
Why you tryna run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
Somebody, tell me why I'm still awake
It's 5: 3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the morning
Wide awake still, not even yawning
Not even sure of why I'm up at dawn, like
I'm celebrating when my agent told me that no one's calling
It's a ounce in my living room on the couch
Next to a couple homies, I smoked it and passed out
So I'm alone with my thoughts in this glass house
In a cabinet, no glass vials, I just pour it all 'til the last out
I smell that now she's on my mind
I met her the first time my light turned live
Hate it when she's gone but she ain't hard to find
Left her on my desk, she made designs of little lines
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, look, I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the evening
In my head, talking to these demons
In my bed, staring at these ceilings
I just bleached my hair and changed my whole appearance
I'm just fed up with these smoke and mirrors
My uncle sold some pictures of me with no clearance
What the fuck is family? I can't take that serious
Thank God everybody sucks, so I can write these lyrics
But pick her up, I need to lift my spirits
They don't know that we hook up, I don't let cameras near us
There's some shit I do, when she's around, I shouldn't share
Like that week I spent locked in a room with her in Paris (Fuck)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Woke up and you wasn't next to me this mornin'
Saw a yellow cab drive you down the street on Broadway
Wish I could erase the mistakes that I made, I'm sorry
Wanted me to chase you inside, but the house too haunted
I tried to get away with the worst this time, you caught me
Tried to find a place for the words so I can say sorry
It's so shitty how I waste love
I know it's shitty how I waste love
Come home, every night I'm wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
It's gettin' hard to fake how I feel when your face still taunts me
I know it's hard to fake how you feel, do you not still want me?
How'd you run away from the place you brought me?
I did it to myself, though, go ahead and blame this on me
[Madison Love (Machine Gun Kelly):]
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
So shitty how you waste love (It's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Wait, I thought we were done
How'd you end up in my arms last night? (Fuck)
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes
Why you tryna run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
[Madison Love (Machine Gun Kelly):]
You tried to get away with the worst this time, I caught you
(But this time, this time you caught me)
I tried to make you stay with my words, but this time I lost you
(This time, this time I lost you)
So shitty how you waste love (It's shitty how I waste love)
It's so shitty how you waste love (I know it's shitty how I waste love)
Get home every night you're wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I thought we were done
How'd you end up in my arms last night?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good sometimes
Why you tryna run when I feel like you the one sometimes?
I guess a little bit of pain kinda make it feel good
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
Somebody, tell me why I'm still awake
It's 5: 3666
5:3666 lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Phem)
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the morning
Wide awake still, not even yawning
Not even sure of why I'm up at dawn, like
I'm celebrating when my agent told me that no one's calling
It's a ounce in my living room on the couch
Next to a couple homies, I smoked it and passed out
So I'm alone with my thoughts in this glass house
In a cabinet, no glass vials, I just pour it all 'til the last out
I smell that now she's on my mind
I met her the first time my light turned live
Hate it when she's gone but she ain't hard to find
Left her on my desk, she made designs of little lines
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, look, I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the evening
In my head, talking to these demons
In my bed, staring at these ceilings
I just bleached my hair and changed my whole appearance
I'm just fed up with these smoke and mirrors
My uncle sold some pictures of me with no clearance
What the fuck is family? I can't take that serious
Thank God everybody sucks, so I can write these lyrics
But pick her up, I need to lift my spirits
They don't know that we hook up, I don't let cameras near us
There's some shit I do, when she's around, I shouldn't share
Like that week I spent locked in a room with her in Paris (Fuck)
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
Somebody, tell me why I'm still awake
It's 5: 3666
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the morning
Wide awake still, not even yawning
Not even sure of why I'm up at dawn, like
I'm celebrating when my agent told me that no one's calling
It's a ounce in my living room on the couch
Next to a couple homies, I smoked it and passed out
So I'm alone with my thoughts in this glass house
In a cabinet, no glass vials, I just pour it all 'til the last out
I smell that now she's on my mind
I met her the first time my light turned live
Hate it when she's gone but she ain't hard to find
Left her on my desk, she made designs of little lines
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy, look, I'm writing this at 5: 3666 in the evening
In my head, talking to these demons
In my bed, staring at these ceilings
I just bleached my hair and changed my whole appearance
I'm just fed up with these smoke and mirrors
My uncle sold some pictures of me with no clearance
What the fuck is family? I can't take that serious
Thank God everybody sucks, so I can write these lyrics
But pick her up, I need to lift my spirits
They don't know that we hook up, I don't let cameras near us
There's some shit I do, when she's around, I shouldn't share
Like that week I spent locked in a room with her in Paris (Fuck)
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
[phem:]
Some days, I feel like I let myself down
I love my life, gonna run it in the ground
Can't sleep for days, got your name in my brain
Can't sleep for days, gotta stay up, stay up forever
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
It's 5: 3666
Somebody, tell me why I'm still awake
It's 5: 3666
I Think I'm OKAY lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Watch me, take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think, something's fucking wrong with me
Drown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all
I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call
I've been hearing silence on the other side for way too long
I can taste it on my tongue, I can tell that something's wrong but
I guess it's just my life and I can take it if I wanna
But I cannot hide in hills of California
Because these hills have eyes, and I got paranoia
I hurt myself sometimes, is that too scary for you?
Watch me, take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think, that something's fucking wrong with me
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
You take drugs to let go
And figure it all out on your own
Take drugs on gravestones
To figure it all out on your own
Watch me take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think that something's fucking wrong with me
You'll find me alone at midnight
Inside my mind, trying to get things right
(Something's fucking wrong with me)
They want to keep you calling
So you don't wake in the morning
(Something's fucking wrong with me)
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight, yeah
You'll find me alone at midnight (Goodnight)
Inside my mind, trying to get things right (Goodnight)
They want to keep you calling (Goodnight)
So you don't wake in the morning (Goodnight)
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think, something's fucking wrong with me
Drown myself in alcohol, that shit never helps at all
I might say some stupid things tonight when you pick up this call
I've been hearing silence on the other side for way too long
I can taste it on my tongue, I can tell that something's wrong but
I guess it's just my life and I can take it if I wanna
But I cannot hide in hills of California
Because these hills have eyes, and I got paranoia
I hurt myself sometimes, is that too scary for you?
Watch me, take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think, that something's fucking wrong with me
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
Roll me up and smoke me, love
And we can fly into the night
You take drugs to let go
And figure it all out on your own
Take drugs on gravestones
To figure it all out on your own
Watch me take a good thing and fuck it all up in one night
Catch me, I'm the one on the run away from the headlights
No sleep, up all week wasting time with people I don't like
I think that something's fucking wrong with me
You'll find me alone at midnight
Inside my mind, trying to get things right
(Something's fucking wrong with me)
They want to keep you calling
So you don't wake in the morning
(Something's fucking wrong with me)
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight, yeah
You'll find me alone at midnight (Goodnight)
Inside my mind, trying to get things right (Goodnight)
They want to keep you calling (Goodnight)
So you don't wake in the morning (Goodnight)
Breaking News 2 lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Honourable Court
Alright
Why the fuck do I gotta remind everybody
When the time is finally mine
I've been killing rhymes for last ten years
Anybody interfere be clear, I'm here like
I don't wanna have to be the one up in the office that's slapping the bloggers like Straight Outta Compton
Baseball bats like a LA dodger
I ain't finna play this year
Gotta upgrade this year
Get a payday in an AK for the nay says
In the race, like I feel like Tay-K this year
Got a big day this year
I ain't even the type to do it but Imma get a big chain this year
Just so everybody all the way in the back can see me whenever I get on the big stage this year
Go look at the speed on the dash and put it on the track
If you think I'm speaking too fast
I"m about to turn everything up until the speakers collapse
And make her ass ji-ji-jiggle like it's Khloé Kardash
I brought a beaker of hash
For everybody here that need to relax
And if it's beef I'm repeatin the past
Loose lips, get blood, like a bitch on a rag
I got drip like a leak in a bath
Aye
I've been on ten since ten
Solo like Kylo Ren
Tokyo drift off that van
Pablo turned killa like Cam
Eating penne, pink sauce like Gotti
Young king on the the throne like Joffrey
If I ain't top ten, no convo
Ay bitch, this Hotel Diablo
Shit
Alright
Why the fuck do I gotta remind everybody
When the time is finally mine
I've been killing rhymes for last ten years
Anybody interfere be clear, I'm here like
I don't wanna have to be the one up in the office that's slapping the bloggers like Straight Outta Compton
Baseball bats like a LA dodger
I ain't finna play this year
Gotta upgrade this year
Get a payday in an AK for the nay says
In the race, like I feel like Tay-K this year
Got a big day this year
I ain't even the type to do it but Imma get a big chain this year
Just so everybody all the way in the back can see me whenever I get on the big stage this year
Go look at the speed on the dash and put it on the track
If you think I'm speaking too fast
I"m about to turn everything up until the speakers collapse
And make her ass ji-ji-jiggle like it's Khloé Kardash
I brought a beaker of hash
For everybody here that need to relax
And if it's beef I'm repeatin the past
Loose lips, get blood, like a bitch on a rag
I got drip like a leak in a bath
Aye
I've been on ten since ten
Solo like Kylo Ren
Tokyo drift off that van
Pablo turned killa like Cam
Eating penne, pink sauce like Gotti
Young king on the the throne like Joffrey
If I ain't top ten, no convo
Ay bitch, this Hotel Diablo
Shit
Bullets With Names lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Young Thug, RJmrLA & Lil Duke)
[Young Thug:]
Maybe there's a nat out here
You said what?
Oh my God, Ronny
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it
[Young Thug:]
I fucked that bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll
I had that pack at the Westend, no Smith & though
He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam
I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hm
I came a long way from bando
Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
I walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?
I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I hit a seven and picked up the dinner roll
I get the bread, then I fuck me a centerfold
I bought a Perc' like my name is Gorilla Zoe
I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go
I just cut the grass and showed the motherfuckin' snakes
I took off my bandana and showed my fuckin' face
[Young Thug:]
Rose gold bandana, I tatted on my a
Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe (Ayy)
I just told her, "Maybe I mean what I say" (Ayy)
I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade
I had to jump down and ain't no remember ho
When I come back with this K, I'ma kill a ho (Woo)
Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup
I put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful (Yeah)
I got a pack of them Skittles, bro
All different flavors and all different flavor type of hoes
All of them centerfolds (Hey)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it
[RJmrLA:]
Don't say RJ without mrLA on it
Got a machine gun and it got a K on it
You got a dead end, somebody gon' pay on it
I got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it
Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy
Fuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy
[Lil Duke:]
I got a gun, nigga, auto and spray on it
I don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it
Foot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it
Can't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it
You niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it
I fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it
Get you down bad, I'ma blow out her back
These niggas too slimy, I'm playin' with a sack
I got that stick, I'm equipped
YSL ballin' like we won a ship
These niggas are hoes, I'ma go all the way
Walk through the back, they take me to the VIP
I send her back just to get some more hip
Ass is so fat and it's soft as a lip
Gave her the D, now she lovin' the Crip
If he wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it
[Young Thug:]
I fucked that bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll
I had that pack at the Westend, no Smith & though
He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam
I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hm
I came a long way from bando
Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
I walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?
I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes
Maybe there's a nat out here
You said what?
Oh my God, Ronny
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it
[Young Thug:]
I fucked that bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll
I had that pack at the Westend, no Smith & though
He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam
I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hm
I came a long way from bando
Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
I walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?
I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
I hit a seven and picked up the dinner roll
I get the bread, then I fuck me a centerfold
I bought a Perc' like my name is Gorilla Zoe
I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go
I just cut the grass and showed the motherfuckin' snakes
I took off my bandana and showed my fuckin' face
[Young Thug:]
Rose gold bandana, I tatted on my a
Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe (Ayy)
I just told her, "Maybe I mean what I say" (Ayy)
I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade
I had to jump down and ain't no remember ho
When I come back with this K, I'ma kill a ho (Woo)
Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup
I put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful (Yeah)
I got a pack of them Skittles, bro
All different flavors and all different flavor type of hoes
All of them centerfolds (Hey)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it
[RJmrLA:]
Don't say RJ without mrLA on it
Got a machine gun and it got a K on it
You got a dead end, somebody gon' pay on it
I got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it
Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy
Fuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy
[Lil Duke:]
I got a gun, nigga, auto and spray on it
I don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it
Foot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it
Can't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it
You niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it
I fuck on a granny, her hair, it got gray on it
Get you down bad, I'ma blow out her back
These niggas too slimy, I'm playin' with a sack
I got that stick, I'm equipped
YSL ballin' like we won a ship
These niggas are hoes, I'ma go all the way
Walk through the back, they take me to the VIP
I send her back just to get some more hip
Ass is so fat and it's soft as a lip
Gave her the D, now she lovin' the Crip
If he wanna play, got his name on the tip, uh
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some cocaine on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his bitch, showed my dick, let her lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it
[Young Thug:]
I fucked that bitch in a Wal-Mart, gettin' Tootsie Roll
I had that pack at the Westend, no Smith & though
He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam
I had his bitch in the back, what he didn't know, hm
I came a long way from bando
Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
I walked up on a crack gang, what they hittin' for?
I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes
Ocean Eyes lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
(originally by Billie Eilish)
I've been watching you for some time
Can't stop staring at those ocean eyes
Burning cities and napalm skies
Fifteen flares inside your ocean eyes
Your ocean eyes
It's no fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
And I'm scared
I'm never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
I've been walking through a world gone blind
Can't stop thinking of your diamond mind
Careful creature made friends with time
Left her lonely with a diamond mind
I've been walking through a world gone blind
Can't stop thinking of your diamond mind
Careful creature made friends with time
Left her lonely with a diamond mind
Left her lonely with those ocean eyes
It's no fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
And I'm scared
I'm never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
It's no fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
And I'm scared
I'm never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes
(Fuck)
I can't get that high
I've been watching you for some time
Can't stop staring at those ocean eyes
Burning cities and napalm skies
Fifteen flares inside your ocean eyes
Your ocean eyes
It's no fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
And I'm scared
I'm never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
I've been walking through a world gone blind
Can't stop thinking of your diamond mind
Careful creature made friends with time
Left her lonely with a diamond mind
I've been walking through a world gone blind
Can't stop thinking of your diamond mind
Careful creature made friends with time
Left her lonely with a diamond mind
Left her lonely with those ocean eyes
It's no fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
And I'm scared
I'm never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
It's no fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
And I'm scared
I'm never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes
(Fuck)
I can't get that high
Sorry Mama lyrics - phem & Machine Gun Kelly
[phem:]
I'm sorry, sorry
I'm sorry, sorry
Had a pic of your bitch in my Catholic school locker
Kissing on the girls in the back of the chapel
Thinking I could be saved
Thinking I could be saved
Oh, no, no, no, no
Remember all the nights we spent that summer
Sneaking out the house with your old stepfather
Rolling in his whip dank
Thinking I could be saved
Oh, no, no, no, no
I used to pray home every breathe I'm awake
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying one day
I used to curse out myself in the face
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying this way
I'm so sorry, mama
I can't be your perfect angel
Fucked her on the coffee table
Too late to hit disable
I'm so sorry, mama
Devil throwing afterparty
Took off late night on his Harley
I'm so sorry, mama
Lost my mind tryna swim through these dark ass water
Choking on the prayer got me screaming "Our father"
Begging for a hand to pull me out my problems
Fuck it, I'ma keep it, no one gon' solve them
I used to pray home every breathe I'm awake
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying one day
I used to curse out myself in the face
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying this way
I'm so sorry, mama
I can't be your perfect angel
Fucked her on the coffee table
Too late to hit disable
I'm so sorry, mama
Devil throwing afterparty
Took off late night on his Harley
I'm so sorry, mama
I'm sorry, mama
I'm sorry, mama
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Alright
Ayy, I had a switchblade tucked in my Carhartt pocket
28 grams in my high school locker
Drinking out the bottle till my blood turn toxic (What you doing?)
Lickin on her pussy pussy while she talks shit (Uh)
Right next to the bedroom where her mom is (Uh)
Put my dick so deep it hit her conscience
Ahh, I'm a demon with some Charlie's Angels
So I bought a bike, look like a bull and rode it down rodeo
[phem (Machine Gun Kelly):]
I'm so sorry, mama (I'm so sorry)
I can't be your perfect angel (I can't be your)
Fucked her on the coffee table (Yeah, yeah)
Too late to hit disable (Is it too late?)
I'm so sorry, mama
Devil throwing afterparty
Took off late night on his Harley
I'm so sorry, mama (I'm so sorry)
I'm sorry, sorry
I'm sorry, sorry
Had a pic of your bitch in my Catholic school locker
Kissing on the girls in the back of the chapel
Thinking I could be saved
Thinking I could be saved
Oh, no, no, no, no
Remember all the nights we spent that summer
Sneaking out the house with your old stepfather
Rolling in his whip dank
Thinking I could be saved
Oh, no, no, no, no
I used to pray home every breathe I'm awake
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying one day
I used to curse out myself in the face
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying this way
I'm so sorry, mama
I can't be your perfect angel
Fucked her on the coffee table
Too late to hit disable
I'm so sorry, mama
Devil throwing afterparty
Took off late night on his Harley
I'm so sorry, mama
Lost my mind tryna swim through these dark ass water
Choking on the prayer got me screaming "Our father"
Begging for a hand to pull me out my problems
Fuck it, I'ma keep it, no one gon' solve them
I used to pray home every breathe I'm awake
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying one day
I used to curse out myself in the face
Now I say fuck it, I'm dying this way
I'm so sorry, mama
I can't be your perfect angel
Fucked her on the coffee table
Too late to hit disable
I'm so sorry, mama
Devil throwing afterparty
Took off late night on his Harley
I'm so sorry, mama
I'm sorry, mama
I'm sorry, mama
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Alright
Ayy, I had a switchblade tucked in my Carhartt pocket
28 grams in my high school locker
Drinking out the bottle till my blood turn toxic (What you doing?)
Lickin on her pussy pussy while she talks shit (Uh)
Right next to the bedroom where her mom is (Uh)
Put my dick so deep it hit her conscience
Ahh, I'm a demon with some Charlie's Angels
So I bought a bike, look like a bull and rode it down rodeo
[phem (Machine Gun Kelly):]
I'm so sorry, mama (I'm so sorry)
I can't be your perfect angel (I can't be your)
Fucked her on the coffee table (Yeah, yeah)
Too late to hit disable (Is it too late?)
I'm so sorry, mama
Devil throwing afterparty
Took off late night on his Harley
I'm so sorry, mama (I'm so sorry)
Why Are You Here lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
(We can never be friends)
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not myself
I'm not myself when you're around, no
Can't be helped
We are insane, that's just the way it goes
I'm a demon in the night
She's an angel with the white
Told me keep on all the lights
I'ma show you what you like
Help you put back on your clothes
Make sure nothing's on your nose
Ain't even tell my closest homies, nobody knows
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
I couldn't cry
I need to smoke, I'm feeling sick inside
From seeing you next to a friend of mine
We didn't speak but I read your mind
Both telling lies, our alibis didn't work this time
I'm a demon in the night
She's an angel with the white
Told her keep on all the lights
You can show me what you like
Help me put back on my clothes
Make sure nothing's on my nose
Can't even tell my closest homies, nobody knows
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
(We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We can never be friends
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I know that I said I was at home
Okay, yeah, you caught me
I thought that you said you were all alone
Look at you lying
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
(We can never be friends, yeah) Yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah
We can never be friends
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not myself
I'm not myself when you're around, no
Can't be helped
We are insane, that's just the way it goes
I'm a demon in the night
She's an angel with the white
Told me keep on all the lights
I'ma show you what you like
Help you put back on your clothes
Make sure nothing's on your nose
Ain't even tell my closest homies, nobody knows
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
I couldn't cry
I need to smoke, I'm feeling sick inside
From seeing you next to a friend of mine
We didn't speak but I read your mind
Both telling lies, our alibis didn't work this time
I'm a demon in the night
She's an angel with the white
Told her keep on all the lights
You can show me what you like
Help me put back on my clothes
Make sure nothing's on my nose
Can't even tell my closest homies, nobody knows
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
(We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We can never be friends
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I know that I said I was at home
Okay, yeah, you caught me
I thought that you said you were all alone
Look at you lying
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
(We can never be friends, yeah) Yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah
We can never be friends
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
EP: "BINGE" (2018)
- LONG TIME COMING lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- LOCO lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- GTS lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Rap Devil (Eminem Diss) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- NYLON lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- LATELY lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- SIGNS lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. 24hrs)
- GET THE BROOM lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- IVEFASTDIEYOUNG lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
LATELY lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
OMGRONNY
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Life's been getting to me, I just started smoking squares (I'm stressed)
But they ain't getting in my circle, though we still prepared (forreal)
I'm still dealing with some demons that ain't really there
Grew up a screw up, pierced my ear and dyed my fucking hair
In 7th grade I didn't have a bed, I had a chair (forreal)
The fuck you think I go so hard for, I got out of there (I'm gone)
Have you ever had somebody try to take your life? (huh?)
Sometimes I ain't safe from myself when I stay up at night
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Look, I promised myself I ain't never going home (not at all)
9 years old, my momma left me in the cold (god damn)
Ayy, what do you think that type of shit do to your soul?
Found someone that finally loved me, still I treat her like a hoe (that shit is fucked up)
Damn, it'd be the shit that they don't know (that they don't know)
I only smile in public just for show
I know they tried to warn me 'bout my ghost
You know them kids be with the 'ye and now them kids be seeing ghosts
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Uh, ayy, yeah, them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night
Huh, yeah, ayy
Uh, ayy, yeah, them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night
(Just disappears the mark of a human being)
(My demons, god save us)
Them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Life's been getting to me, I just started smoking squares (I'm stressed)
But they ain't getting in my circle, though we still prepared (forreal)
I'm still dealing with some demons that ain't really there
Grew up a screw up, pierced my ear and dyed my fucking hair
In 7th grade I didn't have a bed, I had a chair (forreal)
The fuck you think I go so hard for, I got out of there (I'm gone)
Have you ever had somebody try to take your life? (huh?)
Sometimes I ain't safe from myself when I stay up at night
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Look, I promised myself I ain't never going home (not at all)
9 years old, my momma left me in the cold (god damn)
Ayy, what do you think that type of shit do to your soul?
Found someone that finally loved me, still I treat her like a hoe (that shit is fucked up)
Damn, it'd be the shit that they don't know (that they don't know)
I only smile in public just for show
I know they tried to warn me 'bout my ghost
You know them kids be with the 'ye and now them kids be seeing ghosts
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Uh, ayy, yeah, them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night
Huh, yeah, ayy
Uh, ayy, yeah, them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night
(Just disappears the mark of a human being)
(My demons, god save us)
Them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
Lately I've been having crazy thoughts (yeah)
The way I'm living, shit get crazy dark
Tell me lately, why we petty talk (why)
And you know I'm tryna change, but it's very hard
GTS lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I don't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
Ay, here's a story, 'bout the time that I smoked
Everything in my inventory, for the glory
And in fact my post is glory, the boy-men won like Cory
Real life, hit like Beckham, shit storm looked like Mory
The boy lost like Dory, only one way that I'm performing
Pour it up, pour it up
Keep it coming, not anymore, though
Pour it up, pour it up
Keep it coming 'til I'm throwing up
I don't even go in public, with that feeling like I should be on a substance
I made my room like a recruise
Look what the fuck you people me do?
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I ain't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
Okay, okay, wait, feel like Kevin Gates
Kick that ass right in the face
Kick that shit like Johnny Cage
Stick this sticky or replace
Killer whale or fuck away
Spit that shit that night you rage
I think that's it, everyday
I ain't never been the same
Who the fuck, who the fuck stupid enough to think, they can do something to us
Tell me, who the fuck, who the fuck, crazy enough
To they think they can light stadiums up like
I just wanna know why every time I drop an album they be sleeping and I'm waking them up like
Who the fuck, who fuck don't respect
You better be paying it up
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I don't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I don't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
Going through shit
Going through shit
I don't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
Ay, here's a story, 'bout the time that I smoked
Everything in my inventory, for the glory
And in fact my post is glory, the boy-men won like Cory
Real life, hit like Beckham, shit storm looked like Mory
The boy lost like Dory, only one way that I'm performing
Pour it up, pour it up
Keep it coming, not anymore, though
Pour it up, pour it up
Keep it coming 'til I'm throwing up
I don't even go in public, with that feeling like I should be on a substance
I made my room like a recruise
Look what the fuck you people me do?
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I ain't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
Okay, okay, wait, feel like Kevin Gates
Kick that ass right in the face
Kick that shit like Johnny Cage
Stick this sticky or replace
Killer whale or fuck away
Spit that shit that night you rage
I think that's it, everyday
I ain't never been the same
Who the fuck, who the fuck stupid enough to think, they can do something to us
Tell me, who the fuck, who the fuck, crazy enough
To they think they can light stadiums up like
I just wanna know why every time I drop an album they be sleeping and I'm waking them up like
Who the fuck, who fuck don't respect
You better be paying it up
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I don't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
I ain't taking cost, I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I don't speaking awe, I'll be going through shit
Don't say none, tell me I'll be going through shit (going through shit)
I've been through so much that what I took is not enough
Going through shit
Going through shit
LONG TIME COMING lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
It's been a long time, I'm coming out
Here it is, ain't no running out
Oh, I've seen it all from a distance
Oh, I saw everything
It's been a long time, I'm coming out
Here it is, ain't no running
Oh, it's been a long time, I'm coming out
Oh, I saw everything
Here it is, ain't no running out
Oh, I've seen it all from a distance
Oh, I saw everything
It's been a long time, I'm coming out
Here it is, ain't no running
Oh, it's been a long time, I'm coming out
Oh, I saw everything
NYLON lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
So, you right
Yeah, Gunner
Ayy, ready to die
But I can't I'm too alive
Should've killed me when they tried
Couldn't see me in the skies
When you camouflaged, eating Pad Thai, hahaha
I don't get regular high (nah)
I ain't no regular guy (no)
I think I want the entire planet, you can keep the American Pie (hey)
And you know I never lie
I kept the same number (ahah)
So when you call me (what?)
I pick up and say, 'Fuck you' (Damn)
And I say it to your face bitch, you can run and tell it to the clique (clique)
Two nines in the waist (ayy)
My gunner, my dick
Watch, I put it in reverse
Put that pussy in a hearse
Watch me murder with a verse
Put these rappers in the dirt
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the realest of 'em all? (who?)
You already know the answer
Top Gun, fuck 'em all (ayy)
Y'all got ulterior motives (motives)
My interior designer put them cameras all around
So let me find out you creeping, I come and split your shit like Moses
My exterior is frozen
I'm from Cleveland so it's no coincidence that when you try to take a pic, it's too much ice for you to focus (ugh)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt)
(Get off me)
She got body, she look like a centrefold and her ass swole (she got it, she got it, ayy), yeah
Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro (skrrt)
Ayy, never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt)
Yeah, Gunner
Ayy, ready to die
But I can't I'm too alive
Should've killed me when they tried
Couldn't see me in the skies
When you camouflaged, eating Pad Thai, hahaha
I don't get regular high (nah)
I ain't no regular guy (no)
I think I want the entire planet, you can keep the American Pie (hey)
And you know I never lie
I kept the same number (ahah)
So when you call me (what?)
I pick up and say, 'Fuck you' (Damn)
And I say it to your face bitch, you can run and tell it to the clique (clique)
Two nines in the waist (ayy)
My gunner, my dick
Watch, I put it in reverse
Put that pussy in a hearse
Watch me murder with a verse
Put these rappers in the dirt
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the realest of 'em all? (who?)
You already know the answer
Top Gun, fuck 'em all (ayy)
Y'all got ulterior motives (motives)
My interior designer put them cameras all around
So let me find out you creeping, I come and split your shit like Moses
My exterior is frozen
I'm from Cleveland so it's no coincidence that when you try to take a pic, it's too much ice for you to focus (ugh)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt)
(Get off me)
She got body, she look like a centrefold and her ass swole (she got it, she got it, ayy), yeah
Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro (skrrt)
Ayy, never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt)
SIGNS lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. 24hrs)
Twentyfour
Hold up
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Ay, ay, ay
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top, Kell
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Hold up
I don't need, I don't need love
I just need three in the tub
Give me good weed and some rub
Scrape up them knees on the rug
I ain't gonna show you no love, no
You say my name you a dub, no
Picked her up from the islands
She say twenty you wildin'
Stayed up, can't sleep
Couple chickenheads it's a eight piece
Girls in the cars all topless
Rock God I was born in a moshpit
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Piped up and I can't stop
Bang twenty bitches at [?]
Record label thinks I'm crazy
Showed up with the thing, no safety
You can't take me out the hood don't fake me
Hundred twenty Air fee have AC
Hundred square feet to a hundred K fee
If you ain't noticed I don't give much of a fuck lately
Don't you ever try my life
VVS diamonds, my eyes
Brand new Range Rov' black
She can never come back
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Ay, ay, ay
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top, Kell
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Hold up
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Ay, ay, ay
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top, Kell
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Hold up
I don't need, I don't need love
I just need three in the tub
Give me good weed and some rub
Scrape up them knees on the rug
I ain't gonna show you no love, no
You say my name you a dub, no
Picked her up from the islands
She say twenty you wildin'
Stayed up, can't sleep
Couple chickenheads it's a eight piece
Girls in the cars all topless
Rock God I was born in a moshpit
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Piped up and I can't stop
Bang twenty bitches at [?]
Record label thinks I'm crazy
Showed up with the thing, no safety
You can't take me out the hood don't fake me
Hundred twenty Air fee have AC
Hundred square feet to a hundred K fee
If you ain't noticed I don't give much of a fuck lately
Don't you ever try my life
VVS diamonds, my eyes
Brand new Range Rov' black
She can never come back
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
Ay, ay, ay
Hop in, roll up
Bad bitch shotgun toes up
Gang signs, my block
All tattoos on my top, Kell
You can never ever stay the night
Rockstar that's my life
Never ever look at the price
Bitch don't try my life
GET THE BROOM lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Okay, let's get it
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas
Ay, don't be asking questions about who I'm dating
Ay, even if I gotta girl she know I'm playing
Ay, smoke that tree like Willow, then moonwalk like Jaden
Ay, bossed up, got my gang rich, like this shit contagious
Ay, twisting up my fingers, no this ain't sign language
That's that gang shit, I was raised by that up the way shit
Earn my stripes, you know I spilled my blood all on the pavement
Knocked that man out, had to make a million dollar payment
Let's get it
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas
Not at all, but the top floor, rented all
Hoes in hotels, and the hall
It's like Odell, how I ball
Got the whole shell with the straw
Now my nose red from the raw
Mug shot, locked up abroad
Fuck the police and the dogs
Hold up
Break through rules 'cause y'all don't own my life
Man, suck my dick
Cops so racist, thirteen years old, lost my boy, shed tears for him
Raised by wolves so when I'm nice you know that's me in rare form
Used to ride that public transportation, now I'm airborne
I still ride or die for everybody that I care for
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas (let's get it)
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas
Ay, don't be asking questions about who I'm dating
Ay, even if I gotta girl she know I'm playing
Ay, smoke that tree like Willow, then moonwalk like Jaden
Ay, bossed up, got my gang rich, like this shit contagious
Ay, twisting up my fingers, no this ain't sign language
That's that gang shit, I was raised by that up the way shit
Earn my stripes, you know I spilled my blood all on the pavement
Knocked that man out, had to make a million dollar payment
Let's get it
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas
Not at all, but the top floor, rented all
Hoes in hotels, and the hall
It's like Odell, how I ball
Got the whole shell with the straw
Now my nose red from the raw
Mug shot, locked up abroad
Fuck the police and the dogs
Hold up
Break through rules 'cause y'all don't own my life
Man, suck my dick
Cops so racist, thirteen years old, lost my boy, shed tears for him
Raised by wolves so when I'm nice you know that's me in rare form
Used to ride that public transportation, now I'm airborne
I still ride or die for everybody that I care for
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas (let's get it)
Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah)
Once you get the broom, beat a bitch off (whoa)
People get so crazy when you're rich or famous (ay)
But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas
IVEFASTDIEYOUNG lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I been getting lit since eleven years old bitch
Go ahead, call the cops
I'm on the roof of my
I got a bitch and I hold the tops
Don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
Bounce back, ass all on me crazy (yeah, yeah)
Smack that, five rings on like Brady (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up to the red carpet
Drugs in every single pocket (uh)
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't never even goin' try
Even though I almost died
But I didn't, I am alive (ha)
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't never even goin' try
I ain't even gonna front
Hurry up and pass the blunt, gun
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
Get the fuck out my face
Can't play around
Did a lot of shit in my past, fuck that look at me now
No playin' around
Did a lot of shit in my past, fuck that look at me now
It's been a long time coming now
Fuck that look at me now
It's been a long time coming now
It's been a long time coming now
It's been a long time coming now
Fuck that look at me now
I wear the crown
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I been getting lit since eleven years old bitch
Go ahead, call the cops
I'm on the roof of my
I got a bitch and I hold the tops
Don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
Bounce back, ass all on me crazy (yeah, yeah)
Smack that, five rings on like Brady (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up to the red carpet
Drugs in every single pocket (uh)
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
Get the fuck out my face
I cannot feel my face
I don't want time, just face
Put it on all a phase
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't never even goin' try
Even though I almost died
But I didn't, I am alive (ha)
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't gonna stop getting high
I ain't never even goin' try
I ain't even gonna front
Hurry up and pass the blunt, gun
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck
Live fast die young
Get the fuck out my face
Can't play around
Did a lot of shit in my past, fuck that look at me now
No playin' around
Did a lot of shit in my past, fuck that look at me now
It's been a long time coming now
Fuck that look at me now
It's been a long time coming now
It's been a long time coming now
It's been a long time coming now
Fuck that look at me now
I wear the crown
Home lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[from "Bright" soundtrack]
[Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors:]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Someone take me
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I didn't power through the struggle
Just to let a little trouble, knock me out of my position
And interrupt the vision
After everything I witnessed, after all of these decisions
All these miles, feet, inches
They can't add up to the distance
That I have been through, just to get to
A place where even if there's no closure, I'm still safe
I still ache from trying to keep pace
Somebody give me a sign, I'm starting to lose faith
Now tell me: how did all my dreams turn to nightmares?
How did I lose it when I was right there?
Now I'm so far that it feels like it's all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair
I'm trying to find
[X Ambassadors & Bebe Rexha, (Machine Gun Kelly):]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
(It's been a long time coming)
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Home, home
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Home, home
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I been through so much pain
And it's hard to maintain, any smile on my face
'Cause there's madness on my brain
So I gotta make it back, but my home ain't on the map
Gotta follow what I'm feeling to discover where it's at
I need the (memory)
In case this fate is forever, just to be sure these last days are better
And if I have any (enemies)
To give me the strength to look the devil in the face and make it home safe
Now tell me: how did all my dreams turn to nightmares?
How did I lose it when I was right there?
Now I'm so far that it feels like it's all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair
I'm trying to find
[Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors:]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Someone take me
I found no cure for the loneliness
I found no cure for the sickness
Nothing here feels like home
Crowded streets, but I'm all alone
I found no cure for the loneliness
I found no cure for the sickness
Nothing here feels like home
Crowded streets, but I'm all alone
[X Ambassadors & Bebe Rexha, (Machine Gun Kelly):]
(Someone take me)
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Take me home
Home, home, take me home
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Someone, someone
Nothing here feels like home
Home, home
(Someone take me)
[Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors:]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Someone take me
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I didn't power through the struggle
Just to let a little trouble, knock me out of my position
And interrupt the vision
After everything I witnessed, after all of these decisions
All these miles, feet, inches
They can't add up to the distance
That I have been through, just to get to
A place where even if there's no closure, I'm still safe
I still ache from trying to keep pace
Somebody give me a sign, I'm starting to lose faith
Now tell me: how did all my dreams turn to nightmares?
How did I lose it when I was right there?
Now I'm so far that it feels like it's all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair
I'm trying to find
[X Ambassadors & Bebe Rexha, (Machine Gun Kelly):]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
(It's been a long time coming)
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Home, home
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Home, home
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I been through so much pain
And it's hard to maintain, any smile on my face
'Cause there's madness on my brain
So I gotta make it back, but my home ain't on the map
Gotta follow what I'm feeling to discover where it's at
I need the (memory)
In case this fate is forever, just to be sure these last days are better
And if I have any (enemies)
To give me the strength to look the devil in the face and make it home safe
Now tell me: how did all my dreams turn to nightmares?
How did I lose it when I was right there?
Now I'm so far that it feels like it's all gone to pieces
Tell me why the world never fights fair
I'm trying to find
[Bebe Rexha & X Ambassadors:]
Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home
Someone take me
I found no cure for the loneliness
I found no cure for the sickness
Nothing here feels like home
Crowded streets, but I'm all alone
I found no cure for the loneliness
I found no cure for the sickness
Nothing here feels like home
Crowded streets, but I'm all alone
[X Ambassadors & Bebe Rexha, (Machine Gun Kelly):]
(Someone take me)
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Take me home
Home, home, take me home
Someone take me
Home, ho-o-o-o-me
Someone, someone
Nothing here feels like home
Home, home
(Someone take me)
LOCO lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Hated the most, so I keep my haters close
Let em know I want the smoke, so much bread I gotta boast
This burner turn you into toast
I'm so G I don't keep that pistol on me
Ay I'll beat yo ass you try to press that issue on me
Ay I keep a stash under all these zippers on me
I got bitches blowin like I got a whistle on me
Ay can't stop getting paper
Ay can't stop rollin papers
Ay LSD and coca
Ay live la vida loca
Aye she gone feed me grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Tatted on my choker
Shoppin sprees at Dover
I ain't stopping shit till I'm 70 years older
Slap me if I'm sober
Yea yea yea come over
Fucked two girls that looked like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler
Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the backdrop
Can't stop can't stop can't stop can't stop turnin up like mascots
Matlock Matlock Matlock Matlock want me in them padlocks
I hope you got a plan, catch me if you can hoe
Yea hoe, can't get jammed hoe, I'll be damned hoe
Yea hoe, I'm the man hoe, from the Land hoe
Yea hoe, out them bandos, to these bands hoe
Sandals for my fam though - 3, 2, 1, takeoff
Jets round the world with them
And you know we gotta fly with the herb with them
In the town I'm a chief like turbo and them
Shouts for the flow G Herbo and them
I just got the cell phone workin again
I just got the styrofoam purple again
Never make threats non-verbal again
You already know how I'm lurkin again
Gunna
Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the backdrop
Can't stop can't stop can't stop can't stop turnin up like mascots
Matlock Matlock Matlock Matlock want me in them padlocks
I hope you got a plan, catch me if you can hoe
Ay can't stop getting paper
Ay can't stop rollin papers
Ay LSD and coca
Ay live la vida loca
Aye she gone feed me grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Ay can't stop getting paper
Ay can't stop rollin papers
Ay LSD and coca
Ay live la vida loca
Aye she gone feed me grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Let em know I want the smoke, so much bread I gotta boast
This burner turn you into toast
I'm so G I don't keep that pistol on me
Ay I'll beat yo ass you try to press that issue on me
Ay I keep a stash under all these zippers on me
I got bitches blowin like I got a whistle on me
Ay can't stop getting paper
Ay can't stop rollin papers
Ay LSD and coca
Ay live la vida loca
Aye she gone feed me grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Tatted on my choker
Shoppin sprees at Dover
I ain't stopping shit till I'm 70 years older
Slap me if I'm sober
Yea yea yea come over
Fucked two girls that looked like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler
Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the backdrop
Can't stop can't stop can't stop can't stop turnin up like mascots
Matlock Matlock Matlock Matlock want me in them padlocks
I hope you got a plan, catch me if you can hoe
Yea hoe, can't get jammed hoe, I'll be damned hoe
Yea hoe, I'm the man hoe, from the Land hoe
Yea hoe, out them bandos, to these bands hoe
Sandals for my fam though - 3, 2, 1, takeoff
Jets round the world with them
And you know we gotta fly with the herb with them
In the town I'm a chief like turbo and them
Shouts for the flow G Herbo and them
I just got the cell phone workin again
I just got the styrofoam purple again
Never make threats non-verbal again
You already know how I'm lurkin again
Gunna
Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the backdrop
Can't stop can't stop can't stop can't stop turnin up like mascots
Matlock Matlock Matlock Matlock want me in them padlocks
I hope you got a plan, catch me if you can hoe
Ay can't stop getting paper
Ay can't stop rollin papers
Ay LSD and coca
Ay live la vida loca
Aye she gone feed me grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Ay can't stop getting paper
Ay can't stop rollin papers
Ay LSD and coca
Ay live la vida loca
Aye she gone feed me grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Numb lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
(originally by Linkin Park)
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me?
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
And I know, I may end up failing too
But I know, that you were just like me
With someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
I've become so numb
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me?
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
And I know, I may end up failing too
But I know, that you were just like me
With someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
I've become so numb
Rap Devil (Eminem Diss) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Oh my god, Ronny
Ayy somebody grab him some clippers (Zzz)
His fucking beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper paying millions for security a year
"I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah Hailie you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio yelling at the mic
You're sober and bored, huh (I know)
About to be 46 years old, dog
Talkin' bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (Ugh)
Mad about something I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper alive
Fucking dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside
Fuck Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Coming bear face with a black shovel
Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle
His body next to this instrumental
I'm saying
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Let's talk about the fact you actually blacked balled a rapper that's twice as young as you (Let's talk about it)
Let's call Sway, ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (Brr)
Let's ask Interscope how you had Paul Rosenberg trying to shelf me (Huh?)
Still can't cover up the fact your last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand for? (What?)
I know you can't stand yourself (No)
Trying to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (Ha)
Let's leave all the beefing to 50 (Please)
Em you're pushing 50
Why you claiming that I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called Diddy (Facts)
Then you went and called Jimmy (Facts)
They conference called me in the morning (What?)
They told me you mad about a tweet
You wanted me to say sorry (What?)
I swear to God I ain't believed him (Nah)
Please say it ain't so (No)
The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a fucking joke
Oh you want some fucking smoke (What?)
But not literally, you'll choke
Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT
But I'm the Gunner bitch, I got you in the scope (Brra)
Don't have a heart attack now (No)
Somebody help your mans up (Help)
Knees weak of old age
The real Slim Shady can't stand up
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Hello Marshall, my name's Colson
You should go back to Recovery
I know your ego is hurting just knowing that all of your fans discovered me (Hi)
He like "Damn, he a younger me
Except he dresses better and I'm ugly
Always making fun of me"
Stop all the thuggery Marshall, you living in luxury (Damn)
Look what you done to me, dropped an album just because of me
Damn, you in love with me
You got money but I'm hungry
I like the diss but you won't say those lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every rapper that's up under me
Know that I'll never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter after everyone loves you
Pull that wedgie out your dungarees (Hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (Aye)
But you're just a bully acting like a baby so I gotta read you a nursery (Nursery)
I'm the ghost of the future and you're just Ebenezer Scrooge (Facts)
I said on Flex, anyone could get it
I ain't know it would be you
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Riding shotty cause I gotta roll this dope
It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals
Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm an asshole
Bitch ass motherfucker
Oh my god, Ronny
We know you get nervous, Rabbit
I see momma's spaghetti all over your sweater
I wish you would lose yourself on the record that you made a decade ago, they were better
According to them you're a national treasure
To me you're as soft as a feather
The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number, just hold her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (Fuck)
You got an Oscar, damn can anyone else get some food in their mouth? (For real)
They made a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not getting better with time
It's fine Eminem, put down the pen
Or write an apology about the simple fact you had to write a diss to acknowledge me
I am the prodigy, how could I even look up to you
You ain't as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4"
Seven punches hold your head still
Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a candy
I was named after a gangster (brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my verse off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (Thank you)
I just wanna feed my daughter
You tried to stop the money to support her
You the one always talk about the action
Text me the addy, I'm pulling up scrappy
And I'm by fucking myself, what's happenin'?
EST captain, salute me or shoot me
That's what he's gonna have to do to me when he realizes there ain't shit he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't anything new to me
Yeah there's a difference between us, I got all of my shit without Dre producing me (Aye)
I know you're not used to me
Usually one of your disses should ruin me
But bitch I'm from Cleveland, everybody quiet this evening, I'm reading the eulogy (Shh)
Dropped an album called Kamikaze, so that means it killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl this week, don't make me call Kim
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Ayy somebody grab him some clippers (Zzz)
His fucking beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper paying millions for security a year
"I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah Hailie you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio yelling at the mic
You're sober and bored, huh (I know)
About to be 46 years old, dog
Talkin' bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (Ugh)
Mad about something I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper alive
Fucking dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside
Fuck Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Coming bear face with a black shovel
Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle
His body next to this instrumental
I'm saying
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Let's talk about the fact you actually blacked balled a rapper that's twice as young as you (Let's talk about it)
Let's call Sway, ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (Brr)
Let's ask Interscope how you had Paul Rosenberg trying to shelf me (Huh?)
Still can't cover up the fact your last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand for? (What?)
I know you can't stand yourself (No)
Trying to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (Ha)
Let's leave all the beefing to 50 (Please)
Em you're pushing 50
Why you claiming that I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called Diddy (Facts)
Then you went and called Jimmy (Facts)
They conference called me in the morning (What?)
They told me you mad about a tweet
You wanted me to say sorry (What?)
I swear to God I ain't believed him (Nah)
Please say it ain't so (No)
The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a fucking joke
Oh you want some fucking smoke (What?)
But not literally, you'll choke
Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT
But I'm the Gunner bitch, I got you in the scope (Brra)
Don't have a heart attack now (No)
Somebody help your mans up (Help)
Knees weak of old age
The real Slim Shady can't stand up
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Hello Marshall, my name's Colson
You should go back to Recovery
I know your ego is hurting just knowing that all of your fans discovered me (Hi)
He like "Damn, he a younger me
Except he dresses better and I'm ugly
Always making fun of me"
Stop all the thuggery Marshall, you living in luxury (Damn)
Look what you done to me, dropped an album just because of me
Damn, you in love with me
You got money but I'm hungry
I like the diss but you won't say those lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every rapper that's up under me
Know that I'll never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter after everyone loves you
Pull that wedgie out your dungarees (Hey)
I gotta respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (Aye)
But you're just a bully acting like a baby so I gotta read you a nursery (Nursery)
I'm the ghost of the future and you're just Ebenezer Scrooge (Facts)
I said on Flex, anyone could get it
I ain't know it would be you
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Riding shotty cause I gotta roll this dope
It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals
Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm an asshole
Bitch ass motherfucker
Oh my god, Ronny
We know you get nervous, Rabbit
I see momma's spaghetti all over your sweater
I wish you would lose yourself on the record that you made a decade ago, they were better
According to them you're a national treasure
To me you're as soft as a feather
The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number, just hold her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (Fuck)
You got an Oscar, damn can anyone else get some food in their mouth? (For real)
They made a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not getting better with time
It's fine Eminem, put down the pen
Or write an apology about the simple fact you had to write a diss to acknowledge me
I am the prodigy, how could I even look up to you
You ain't as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4"
Seven punches hold your head still
Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a candy
I was named after a gangster (brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my verse off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (Thank you)
I just wanna feed my daughter
You tried to stop the money to support her
You the one always talk about the action
Text me the addy, I'm pulling up scrappy
And I'm by fucking myself, what's happenin'?
EST captain, salute me or shoot me
That's what he's gonna have to do to me when he realizes there ain't shit he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't anything new to me
Yeah there's a difference between us, I got all of my shit without Dre producing me (Aye)
I know you're not used to me
Usually one of your disses should ruin me
But bitch I'm from Cleveland, everybody quiet this evening, I'm reading the eulogy (Shh)
Dropped an album called Kamikaze, so that means it killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl this week, don't make me call Kim
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
"Bloom" (2017)
- The Gunner lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Wake + Bake lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Go For Broke lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. James Arthur)
- At My Best lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Hailee Steinfeld)
- Kiss The Sky lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Golden God lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Trap Paris lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)
- Moonwalkers lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. DubXX)
- Can't Walk lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Bad Things lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly & Camila Cabello
- Rehab lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Let You Go lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- 27 lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- The Break Up lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Habits lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
The Gunner lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Ayy, my walk is so cocky the bouncers don't even stop me
Ain't no pat down, no ID
They know me, that shit obvi
Bitch I pack out the lobby just from fans tryna find me
I got daughters and mothers tryna fuck with the gunner
Two tone suit like the Joker
My Harley Quinn wears a choker
Let them suicide doors up
So much smoke, can't photo us
I'm out west like the gold rush, 1942 poured up
I ain't spent one night sober since I turned 20 years old
But I'm on my Jeezy in 2005 "Trap or Die" shit
The everyday 100, this ain't no facade shit
This that "Look me in my eyes and don't you fuckin' lie" shit
Still don't need no opinions
Bitch, most these artists my minions, whoa
Any weed around me finna get burnt
No lie, I'm on fire
Hogtie anybody need a realization that they fuckin' with the wrong guy
I am the Alpha Omega, came from Sonic on a Sega
Crumblin' chronic on the table
Mumbling lyrics in the basement
Like I'm finna go Super Saiyan
I'm saying I ain't had a plan coming out the land
Hanging with my man, tryna slang a gram
Just to rent a van, just to try and tour
Turn some common clothing in to couture
Steal money from the sewer
Look at all that I been doing
All them years I couldn't afford, places in the morgue
We are not the same, say the fuckin' name
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
Let's do this for real
Super sonic, super sonic
Psychedelics and some chronic
Still remain a trending topic
Five movies, let's be honest, what you call it?
That's a major motion picture wallet
No, I do not want a comment
Don't approach me, I am violent
Snapping pictures 'cause I'm styling
Let me make it very fucking clear who I am
Do not start assuming, let me clear confusion
I am not a human, they call me a giant
I pick up the mic and I start a riot
I spit a verse and I change the climate
Fuck a dealer, man, I need the pilot
Drop the weight off like he on a diet
Hanging off of the balcony of the Hyatt
I started with one, and I'm multiplying
Now I got me 3 women like Frankie Lymon
And I got me a double X made in diamonds
Bitch, the dynasty never dying
Someone ring the sirens, I just fuck the silence
I just sparked the loud up,, who the fuck can stop us?
I resort to violence, no resorts and islands
You know where to find us
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
Ain't no pat down, no ID
They know me, that shit obvi
Bitch I pack out the lobby just from fans tryna find me
I got daughters and mothers tryna fuck with the gunner
Two tone suit like the Joker
My Harley Quinn wears a choker
Let them suicide doors up
So much smoke, can't photo us
I'm out west like the gold rush, 1942 poured up
I ain't spent one night sober since I turned 20 years old
But I'm on my Jeezy in 2005 "Trap or Die" shit
The everyday 100, this ain't no facade shit
This that "Look me in my eyes and don't you fuckin' lie" shit
Still don't need no opinions
Bitch, most these artists my minions, whoa
Any weed around me finna get burnt
No lie, I'm on fire
Hogtie anybody need a realization that they fuckin' with the wrong guy
I am the Alpha Omega, came from Sonic on a Sega
Crumblin' chronic on the table
Mumbling lyrics in the basement
Like I'm finna go Super Saiyan
I'm saying I ain't had a plan coming out the land
Hanging with my man, tryna slang a gram
Just to rent a van, just to try and tour
Turn some common clothing in to couture
Steal money from the sewer
Look at all that I been doing
All them years I couldn't afford, places in the morgue
We are not the same, say the fuckin' name
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
Let's do this for real
Super sonic, super sonic
Psychedelics and some chronic
Still remain a trending topic
Five movies, let's be honest, what you call it?
That's a major motion picture wallet
No, I do not want a comment
Don't approach me, I am violent
Snapping pictures 'cause I'm styling
Let me make it very fucking clear who I am
Do not start assuming, let me clear confusion
I am not a human, they call me a giant
I pick up the mic and I start a riot
I spit a verse and I change the climate
Fuck a dealer, man, I need the pilot
Drop the weight off like he on a diet
Hanging off of the balcony of the Hyatt
I started with one, and I'm multiplying
Now I got me 3 women like Frankie Lymon
And I got me a double X made in diamonds
Bitch, the dynasty never dying
Someone ring the sirens, I just fuck the silence
I just sparked the loud up,, who the fuck can stop us?
I resort to violence, no resorts and islands
You know where to find us
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
I am the gunner (The gunner, the gunner)
Wake + Bake lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Brush your teeth and light the J up
Bake, word
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Bake, mmm, bake
Bake
Ay, veggie oil in the pan, goddamn
Fry the chicken with the ham, yes ma'am
Bought a biscuit with the jam
Twisting up another gram
Fuck, I'm late to work again
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Brush your teeth and light the J up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Ay, smoke me out, though
Got the homies on the couch
Rolling up an ounce right before I bounce (I get high)
Checking my accounts, ain't no fuckin' dollar 'cause (Get high)
Shorty pissed I pulled off in the whip and drive
'Sposed to hit the job, but (I get high)
Told my boss I quit 'cause I'm a boss and shit
Fuck this 9 to 5, biotch
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Brush your teeth and light the J up
Bake
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Bake, bake
Brush your teeth and light the J up
Bake, word
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Bake, mmm, bake
Bake
Ay, veggie oil in the pan, goddamn
Fry the chicken with the ham, yes ma'am
Bought a biscuit with the jam
Twisting up another gram
Fuck, I'm late to work again
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Brush your teeth and light the J up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Ay, smoke me out, though
Got the homies on the couch
Rolling up an ounce right before I bounce (I get high)
Checking my accounts, ain't no fuckin' dollar 'cause (Get high)
Shorty pissed I pulled off in the whip and drive
'Sposed to hit the job, but (I get high)
Told my boss I quit 'cause I'm a boss and shit
Fuck this 9 to 5, biotch
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Brush your teeth and light the J up
Bake
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Bake, bake
Go For Broke lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. James Arthur)
[James Arthur:]
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I started with a dollar and a dream, right
So I could show these people how to dream, right
I could show 'em how to aim for the stars
And take it to the arenas from the streetlights
Damn, oh this is what the top feels like? (Whoa)
I still remember Ramen noodle meal nights
I still remember checkin' my account
And having 26 dollars, when I signed my record deal night
And I remember being cold
And my apartment used to heat up from the kitchen stove
Highs and Lows, it's how it goes
So I gotta roll somethin' up
Just to cope with the pressures of growin' up, man
What a week
We made it to the bar 'cause we need to heal up
You gotta play for keeps
'Cause aces tend to stay with dealers
You got to believe it
But I'm a sinner too so I ain't preachin'
Just keep on dreamin'
'Cause all the bad days come for good reasons
[James Arthur:]
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Yeah, and if I had a dollar
For everytime they told me what I wouldn't be
I would be a rich man with a crib on a big hill (ha forreal)
But I gotta work to get paid
Earn my own way
Work the third shift, burn the whole spliff
Since birth I (Hold up, let me get it)
Look, failure was not an option, I gotta be at the top
Like I'm sorry, but I don't really feel sorry for y'all
I'm sorry I got a new number that you can't call
I'm sorry to everyone who still wants me to fall
Hold up, you know what, I ain't sorry at all
So I, hope that it was worth it when you searching
And you findwhat glitters ain't gold
And I, knew I wasn't perfect but I know that I made it all on my own
[James Arthur:]
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
Paid my dues, so I'll see you later
Love is much more than paper
So I let it go, I just hit the road, I just let it go
Yeah, paid my dues so I see you later
Love is much more than paper
So let it go, I just hit the road, I just let it go
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Look, I started with a dollar and a dream, right
So I could show these people how to dream, right
I could show 'em how to aim for the stars
And take it to the arenas from the streetlights
Damn, oh this is what the top feels like? (Whoa)
I still remember Ramen noodle meal nights
I still remember checkin' my account
And having 26 dollars, when I signed my record deal night
And I remember being cold
And my apartment used to heat up from the kitchen stove
Highs and Lows, it's how it goes
So I gotta roll somethin' up
Just to cope with the pressures of growin' up, man
What a week
We made it to the bar 'cause we need to heal up
You gotta play for keeps
'Cause aces tend to stay with dealers
You got to believe it
But I'm a sinner too so I ain't preachin'
Just keep on dreamin'
'Cause all the bad days come for good reasons
[James Arthur:]
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Yeah, and if I had a dollar
For everytime they told me what I wouldn't be
I would be a rich man with a crib on a big hill (ha forreal)
But I gotta work to get paid
Earn my own way
Work the third shift, burn the whole spliff
Since birth I (Hold up, let me get it)
Look, failure was not an option, I gotta be at the top
Like I'm sorry, but I don't really feel sorry for y'all
I'm sorry I got a new number that you can't call
I'm sorry to everyone who still wants me to fall
Hold up, you know what, I ain't sorry at all
So I, hope that it was worth it when you searching
And you findwhat glitters ain't gold
And I, knew I wasn't perfect but I know that I made it all on my own
[James Arthur:]
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
Paid my dues, so I'll see you later
Love is much more than paper
So I let it go, I just hit the road, I just let it go
Yeah, paid my dues so I see you later
Love is much more than paper
So let it go, I just hit the road, I just let it go
You could get high or you could get low
You could stay young or you could grow old
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
You could go hard or you could go home
You could live life or you could just fold
Let it go (Oooh)
'Cause I'ma I'ma go for broke
At My Best lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Hailee Steinfeld)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Turn my vocals up, alright
I wrote this song as a message for help
On behalf of anybody finding theirself
I wrote this letter to numb your pain
'Cause everyday I wake up I'm feeling the same
I got issues just like you got issues
I been hurt I seen scar tissue
If I showed you would you run away?
Do I gotta hide 'em for you to wanna stay?
Do I even need you?
Should I leave you?
Do I gotta be you
Just to please you?
Do I say I'm all good
When I bleed you through my heart?
Quit tearing mine apart
[Hailee Steinfeld:]
I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared
I fall, I break, I mess up, I make mistakes
But if you can't take me at my worst
You don't deserve me at my best
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up
'Cause life is about—aight, check this out
Look, life is about making mistakes
It's also about trying to be great, right
Do not let failure scare you away
I know you fed up, you fall, get up
It's all in us,
I can speak about 'cause I did it true
Ladies and gentlemen here's the exhibit
It's my life look a little closer you could see the highlight
Gold ain't always golden but I told 'em
Look at all the years
I've been waiting for a moment
Shed a lot of tears
Just to smile in the morning
Tell me could you love me,
Tell me could you love me?
Tell me could you love me if I told you why?
[Hailee Steinfeld:]
I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared
I fall, I break, I mess up, I make mistakes
But if you can't take me at my worst
You don't deserve me at my best
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
This song's for anybody, yeah
Who feels like I did
Never the cool kid
This song's for anybody
Who fought their way through
Always remain true
This song's for anybody
The one's who trying to get it
The one's who dreaming and live it
This song's for anybody
This song, this song, this song, this song, this song, this song
[Hailee Steinfeld and Machine Gun Kelly:]
I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared
I swear I do
I fall, yeah, I break, yeah, I mess up, I make mistakes
And I ain't sorry 'bout it
But if you can't take me at my worst
You don't deserve me at my best
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up
'Cause life is about
Turn my vocals up, alright
I wrote this song as a message for help
On behalf of anybody finding theirself
I wrote this letter to numb your pain
'Cause everyday I wake up I'm feeling the same
I got issues just like you got issues
I been hurt I seen scar tissue
If I showed you would you run away?
Do I gotta hide 'em for you to wanna stay?
Do I even need you?
Should I leave you?
Do I gotta be you
Just to please you?
Do I say I'm all good
When I bleed you through my heart?
Quit tearing mine apart
[Hailee Steinfeld:]
I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared
I fall, I break, I mess up, I make mistakes
But if you can't take me at my worst
You don't deserve me at my best
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up
'Cause life is about—aight, check this out
Look, life is about making mistakes
It's also about trying to be great, right
Do not let failure scare you away
I know you fed up, you fall, get up
It's all in us,
I can speak about 'cause I did it true
Ladies and gentlemen here's the exhibit
It's my life look a little closer you could see the highlight
Gold ain't always golden but I told 'em
Look at all the years
I've been waiting for a moment
Shed a lot of tears
Just to smile in the morning
Tell me could you love me,
Tell me could you love me?
Tell me could you love me if I told you why?
[Hailee Steinfeld:]
I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared
I fall, I break, I mess up, I make mistakes
But if you can't take me at my worst
You don't deserve me at my best
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
This song's for anybody, yeah
Who feels like I did
Never the cool kid
This song's for anybody
Who fought their way through
Always remain true
This song's for anybody
The one's who trying to get it
The one's who dreaming and live it
This song's for anybody
This song, this song, this song, this song, this song, this song
[Hailee Steinfeld and Machine Gun Kelly:]
I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared
I swear I do
I fall, yeah, I break, yeah, I mess up, I make mistakes
And I ain't sorry 'bout it
But if you can't take me at my worst
You don't deserve me at my best
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up, uh
Gotta keep it going, gotta keep my head up
'Cause life is about
Kiss The Sky lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
See I've been searchin' for somethin' out there
When is it comin'? Tell me
What to tell myself
When I drink so much that it hurts my health
'Cause I stay up way too late
And I owe a million favors
I can't overstress myself
So I wrote it down to express myself
I'm lookin' in the mirror tryna find
Peace of mind in a piece of my
Inspiration back from the beginning
Life's a movie, I can't make revisions
Ate an eighth of shrooms and started trippin'
Had some visions that were nonexistent
I think I just left the solar system
Doesn't matter, I still kept the rhythm
Diamonds still gon' light up like a prism
That's from years of grindin' independent
What was at the bottom now has risen
If this isn't Heaven then what is it?
Always real but never realistic
Want the world but nothin' in specific
Don't need shootin' stars to grant my wishes
I'm a superstar, let's go and get it
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the sky-y-y-y-y-y-y
Now can I, lay underneath you?
While they play all the previews
And I'll pretend like I'm restin'
Maybe you'll skip to the end and
Pass all the irrational decisions
Patch up all the passion that was missin'
I think that's enough, I'm feelin' lovesick
Rollin' loud, I'm on some turnin' up shit
Paid a couple hundred for a high that I couldn't get on my own, own
And I've been lookin' for a long time, but I never found home
Everything is alright, I'm around for the long ride
Go get drunk and find some trouble (ayy)
Add some pieces to the puzzle (ayy)
Couple rights, couple wrongs
That's the prequel to the sequel (yeah)
And all the space in between us
Are memories that we conceal
The jagged edges of a pill
Remember what it is to feel
Windows down behind the wheel
Gotta do it for the thrill, watch me
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the sky-y-y-y-y-y-y
When is it comin'? Tell me
What to tell myself
When I drink so much that it hurts my health
'Cause I stay up way too late
And I owe a million favors
I can't overstress myself
So I wrote it down to express myself
I'm lookin' in the mirror tryna find
Peace of mind in a piece of my
Inspiration back from the beginning
Life's a movie, I can't make revisions
Ate an eighth of shrooms and started trippin'
Had some visions that were nonexistent
I think I just left the solar system
Doesn't matter, I still kept the rhythm
Diamonds still gon' light up like a prism
That's from years of grindin' independent
What was at the bottom now has risen
If this isn't Heaven then what is it?
Always real but never realistic
Want the world but nothin' in specific
Don't need shootin' stars to grant my wishes
I'm a superstar, let's go and get it
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the sky-y-y-y-y-y-y
Now can I, lay underneath you?
While they play all the previews
And I'll pretend like I'm restin'
Maybe you'll skip to the end and
Pass all the irrational decisions
Patch up all the passion that was missin'
I think that's enough, I'm feelin' lovesick
Rollin' loud, I'm on some turnin' up shit
Paid a couple hundred for a high that I couldn't get on my own, own
And I've been lookin' for a long time, but I never found home
Everything is alright, I'm around for the long ride
Go get drunk and find some trouble (ayy)
Add some pieces to the puzzle (ayy)
Couple rights, couple wrongs
That's the prequel to the sequel (yeah)
And all the space in between us
Are memories that we conceal
The jagged edges of a pill
Remember what it is to feel
Windows down behind the wheel
Gotta do it for the thrill, watch me
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the ski-i-i-i-i-i-ies, the sky
Kiss the sky-y-y-y-y-y-y
Golden God lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Ay, red lights on in the boulevard
That means business
Throw up in this bitch, I might
Corny bitches make me sick
I might throw up in this bitch, throw up in this bitch
Gunna
Made man like Joe Pesci
I need Deniro or I'll Rob her
I had to skate Wayne Gretzky
Called an Uber helicopter
Bought a pound from a rasta
Bought the yayo from Miguel, though
Award shows need an Oscar
They need my merchandise on Melrose
David Bowie of my generation
Kill them all we violent with no hesitation
Came from public education
Ramen noodles with the bacon
I was working at Chipotle, I was finna have a baby
Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations
Dub was working at the steel shop
Slim was working off of 1st block
We still roll together every day
Except we might be on a private plane
Why would you ever come from nothing
And not do whatever the fuck you wanted?
They be asking why I'm such a legend
I took so much acid, I be forgetting
I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god
I'm on the roof of the party
Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous
Still dirty Chuck Taylors, still hanging with gangstas
The type to put the red beam on you, I ain't talk about a laser
We the golden squad, we the golden squad
Double X, we the hardest
Need double mercy [?]
Should've never got it started
Motherfucker, I'm retarded
Do you know how I'm regarded?
King of underground, King of Cleveland town
King of marijuana gardens
I can't stop myself from coughing
Four thousand dollar bong rip
Custom made for the new house
Can't believe I never had shit
2012 was a good year, 2017 too lit
20/20 vision, see the future
Looks like the crown do fit
I am king of this new shit, 7 rings and a pool stick
8 ball, let sway roll, rockstars don't say no
This beat so flame, though, I forgot to say my name, though
Bitch, I'm G-U-double N-A, Gunna
Never like my mother, fighter, not a lover
Man, I'm wildin' every summer
I ain't like my daddy, he religious
I'm with bitches burning rubber
I'm a desperado, whiskey bottles, .38 bang, bang, bang
Models be on the same thang, thang
EST, that's the gang, gang, gang
I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god
I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god
I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god
I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god
I'm on the roof of the party
Bitch, I thought it was a drought
Bitch, I thought you had the clout
I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god
I'm on the roof of the party
Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous
Still all the way dangerous
Trap Paris lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin' real godly
Quavo
Sonny rolling grams of wax
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on camera
I ain't embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that 'bout?
I'm home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I'm back now
I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And I'm running the streets to the city like Rocky
Who da champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where's the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up until I cramp
Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the grams, uh
Got a lady and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the trap
Gunner
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
[Quavo:]
Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom, you didn't hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the trap
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin' real godly
Quavo
Sonny rolling grams of wax
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on camera
I ain't embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that 'bout?
I'm home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I'm back now
I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And I'm running the streets to the city like Rocky
Who da champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where's the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up until I cramp
Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the grams, uh
Got a lady and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the trap
Gunner
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
[Quavo:]
Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom, you didn't hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the trap
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for sex
Swear that pussy the wettest
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