Snowchild

Album: After Hours (2020)
Charted: 32
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  • I used to pray when I was sixteen
    If I didn't make it then I'd probably make my wrist bleed
    Not to mislead, turn my nightmares into big dreams
    Whole squad mobbin' even though we only six deep
    I was singing notes while my niggas played with six keys
    Walking in the snow before I ever made my wrist freeze
    I was blowing smoke, had me dizzy like Gillespie
    Niggas had no homes we were living in the dead streets
    You couldn't find me like I'm Hoffa
    Cover girls jumping out the page like they pop ups
    Spending all my money on these niggas that I brought up
    Taking care of families for my brothers when they locked up
    And I had nothing to believe in
    Double cup leanin'
    Couldn't even breathe and
    For that money I was fiending
    Cali was the mission but now a nigga leaving

    Leaving, leaving into the night (into the night, into the night)
    Now a nigga leaving, leaving
    Leaving into the night

    She like my futuristic sounds in the new spaceship
    Futuristic sex give her Phillip K dick
    She never need a man, she what a man need (man need)
    So I keep on falling for her daily (daily)
    We was at Coachella going brazy
    Stack a couple M's like I was Shady (I was Shady)
    Now I'm in Tribeca like I'm Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
    Rockin' Sorayama like he pay me (pay me)
    I just signed a new deal with Mercedes ('Cedes)
    Got me movin' dirty like I'm Swayze (Swayze)
    All my diamonds dancing like they Swayze (Swayze)
    All my diamonds hitting like they Swae Lee (Swae Lee)
    Jet so big got a business and a coach
    Always livin' on the road, rockin' Louis a la mode, nigga
    And for that money I been fiending
    Cali was the mission but now a nigga leaving

    Leaving, leaving into the night (into the night, into the night)
    Now a nigga leaving, leaving
    Leaving into the night, oh

    Twenty mill' mansion, never lived in it (lived in it)
    Zero edge pool, never dipped in it (dipped in it)
    Superstar neighbor in my business (in my business, in my business)
    Paparazzi tryna catch me slippin' (slippin')
    Going on tour is my vacation (my vacation)
    Every month another accusation (accusation)
    Only thing I'm phobic of is failing (failing)
    I was never blessed with any patience

    So a nigga leaving, leaving, leaving into the night
    Now a nigga leaving, leaving
    Leaving into the night, oh Writer/s: Abel Tesfaye, Ahmad Balshe, Carlo Montagnese, Jason Matthew Quenneville
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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