Nobody told me you could die like this Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah Nobody told me, nobody told me We never ever saw it comin', no, no Live it up, live it up Nobody ever told us we could die like this Live it up, live it up Nobody ever told us, we never saw it comin', no Live it up, live it up Nobody ever told us we could die like this Live it up, live it up Corrupted by the comfort we (love, love)
God prepare me for the war Comfort be the thing that'll make a king fall Eyes on the Lord, gotta grip that blade of the sword Tell me how you plan on gettin' swole if you don't ever get sore (hold up) They say, Andy, this ain't music for your car If they jumpin' ship now, they was never on board I got enemies, man they wanna see me on the floor I got frenemies, couldn't even tell you who they are If you're not driven by the mission, you'll be driven by the cars Focused on what you been gettin' more than becomin' who you are I tried to point 'em to the Sun, but why they callin' me a star? Who woulda thought we set they minds free with these bars? In this game, in this biz Want the fame, want get rich Comfort, everybody wantin' it Never knew I could be lost in this This my sophomore, gotta go hard When the show over, no encore I got enough but I want more, want more!
Nobody told me you die like this Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah Nobody told me, nobody told me We never ever saw it comin'
My own people owned people, but they don't own that They say racism dead, man our president is black Two terms in the White House, that don't mean jack If we still believe our present ain't affected by our past First class with a Coach bag, I forgot When you start eatin' you lose your hunger then grow fat I apologize for Christians with pickets sayin', 'God hates fags' I promise Jesus wouldn't act like that He said it's hard for a rich man to get to heaven When we feel like we don't need God, then we forget Him We tell 'em that, if you don't make me money or make me happy Then I ain't makin' time for ya', so make it snappy And I think lately you mistake me for a cabby 'Cause this drive that I got put everybody in the backseat So if you wanna live a comfortable life Make sure you never love nobody, be selfish and never sacrifice
We got legal weed that'll keep us high 'Round the world other people die Where on earth is my wi-fi? Our stomachs full and our pockets fat I need love, there's a site for that I had more when I had less
I think I got too comfortable, yeah I think I got too comfortable I think I got too comfortable, yeah I think I got, I know I got I think I got too comfortable I know I got, I think I got I know I got a little too comfortable
'Scuse me, sorry Uh, sorry 'Scuse me, comin' through Sorry, 'scuse me No, it's cool The next stop is (Uptown)
Writer/s: Andrew Aaron Mineo, Gabriel Eugene Lambirth, Kortney Jamaal Pollard, Ramon Ibanga
Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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