In a dream yeah, thinking bout codeine yeah Chop it like I'm in the matrix (Ay) Balmain pocket extra cake (Ay) Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent (Have you) Have you ever fucked a bitch ass so fat lose your balance (Have you) All these

Work hard, play hard We work hard, play hard Keep partyin' like it's your job We makin' it ‘cause we make it move The only thing we know how to do Said it's the only thing we know how to do Hey, said a hustler's work is never through Got a gang of cash

I had a job, I had a girl I had something going, mister, in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the car wash Where all it ever does is rain Don't you feel like you're a rider on a

Numbing me up, yeah, numbing me up, aye Back from the dead like I'm Jesus Skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious Ruby da Cherry ripe for the season $uicideboy$, yeah, we still breathin' (aah!) I'm the black sheep of this music industry

The way that he touch me, no, I can't get enough He keeping me up all night long He motivate me, yeah, that's my baby He really hit me with my body talk He got me singing ooh la, la, la, la, la, la, ey I'm catching feelings He motivate me, yeah, that's

Falling in love (hey) I got the recipe Take a sip of my secret potion Boy, you belong to me And it's called black magic (And it's called black magic) Wanna know what it is make the boys want more I'll make you fall in love For a spell that can't be broken

It's a quarter past midnight Away-way, oh, away-way, oh We keep on running Running through a red light Like we're trying to burn the night away Help me piece it all together, darling Help me piece it all together This is my favorite part oh Before it

And I wonder if you love me too Ooh, what a wonderful world this could be Don't know much about biology I don't know much about my history, now Don't know much about the science book, now Don't know much about the French I took All I do know is I love

I was thinking she would come over, stay over Wake up hungover, still head over heels for me Thought it was something we could talk over, drink over Then it would be over, back to how it used to be No, but it's the kind where the sheets get colder And

Mais un mot de toi pour ma peine Ma paranoïa sur tes lèvres On s'est laissé tomber à genoux On s'est enlisé jusqu'au cou Mais Alléluia le vent se lève On veut de la vitesse fragile Des fleurs à tous les feux rouges pour freiner notre adrénaline A grand