Bill Wurtz – here comes the sun Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All day and all night
We lay about and wonder what we’re gonna do
We speak to ourselves
Havin’ a conversation and wonderin’ who we’re talking to
Then sadness takes over
And sadness wonders …
[Verse 1]
All day and all night
We lay about and wonder what we’re gonna do
We speak to ourselves
Havin’ a conversation and wonderin’ who we’re talking to
Then sadness takes over
And sadness wonders …
[Intro]
Ricky, Ricky Hil
[Verse 1]
Can you open up the door? (Door)
Coming down and I need more (More)
I’m down and I’m all out (Out)
Can you please help me out (Out)
I got what …
[Verse 1]
It’s not about you right now
It’s not about what went down
It’s just about time to be on my own two feet and to do my thing, I’m out
We’re on …
[Intro]
One, one, one, one, one
[Verse 1]
Talkin’ in my sleep at night, makin’ myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out, hopin’ it would …
[Chorus]
And I’m so tired (Yeah), all I need is good vibes
Shit ain’t right on this side
All my niggas dying and our president be lying i got za up in this …
[Chorus]
I put blue in my lean and I feel real diz’
I hit lots of stains, my life got real sticks
I got lots of diamonds that hit wit’ no flash
Heard you talk them up and you got no cash (why you talk?)
I ain’t never told, don’t needa call someone
We hold lots of sticks, we might just pop sumn’
I got so much ice, tell me to take off some
Ridin’ round with racks, yea I need all hunnids
[Verse 1]
Heard he got some racks, so where his cash at?
Ratchet hit me, used to smack on cashapp
Fuck the team and try to cuff this backpack
You smoke on that bullshit, I smoke boof pack
Don’t wanna talk, I just want the money
8 in my lean, the feel in my tummy
Louis backpack, young nigga is stuntin’
I hit a lick, when you go and runnin’
Talkin’ stupid, bitch get cut off
In a coupe, I might just skrt off
[Chorus]
I put blue in my lean and I feel real diz’
I hit lots of stains, my life got real sticks
I got lots of diamonds that hit wit’ no flash
Heard you talk them up and you got no cash (why you talk?)
I ain’t never told, don’t needa call someone
We hold lots of sticks, we might just pop sumn’
I got so much ice, tell me to take off some
Ridin’ round with racks, yea I need all hunnids
[Verse 2]
No milly rock, pull up on your block
Call me a tutor, I’m on your spot
Catch you on me, bitch you a thot
If you want cash, that’s what I got
Gucci my bag, ballin’ like 23
If we ain’t used to talk, don’t talk to me
Met you back at home, now she stalkin’ me
I don’t need no loans, so stop callin’ me
I be shinin’ nigga, I got icy stone
Heard you want some dope, I got 2 phones
[Chorus]
I put blue in my lean and I feel real diz’
I hit lots of stains, my life got real sticks
I got lots of diamonds that hit wit’ no flash
Heard you talk them up and you got no cash (why you talk?)
I ain’t never told, don’t needa call someone
We hold lots of sticks, we might just pop sumn’
I got so much ice, tell me to take off some
Ridin’ round with racks, yea I need all hunnids
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