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CVS Bandaids Video (MV)




Performed By: Just One
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Tyler Reed




Just One - CVS Bandaids Lyrics
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Wearing fake leather
And some dirty old vans
I haven't really made it
But i'll party in advance
For the mean time
I'll sit around smoking on grams
Riding round in my Honda
Because I can't afford a Benz
We always keep going
In the same struggle
I've been calling audibles
Because there's no time to huddle
So i'm hitting high scores
Like my names the daily double
Superficial bitches out here
Always causing trouble
But i'm telling you
There ain't no time for sympathy
Hitting all the bases
Like i used to do in little league
Every word i'm using in my raps
I mean it literally
Imma make a million dollars
I'll buy my mom some tiffany
Yeah
And that's the diamonds on the charts
Every song that go platinum
That's another on my heart
So i'll wear it on my sleeve
Like i'm flying with the stars
It's a prison in the atmosphere
I'm breaking down the bars
I woke up this morning rolled a blunt
And then i faced it
Made some eggs with some bacon
Add some oj and i cashed it
Got my coffee in the pot
Heating up just like the race is
So the records keep on coming
And the rest will never say shit
The same shit
Every single day y'all are basic
Drop the same song as him
Look someone already made it
Carbon copy's from the plant
Come on now let's get creative
So don't hug me know you're fake
Always putting on your faces
I can't even go in
I feel a spark to my core
With every stroke of the pen
I got some monsters in my dreams man
So rest in peace glen
Keep dropping til i make it
Like again and again
Again and again
Battle with my faith
But i'm still sayin amen
So when the reapers comes knocking
I'll be ready for then
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Wearing fake leather
And some dirty old vans
I haven't really made it
But i'll party in advance
For the mean time
I'll sit around smoking on grams
Riding round in my Honda
Because I can't afford a Benz
We always keep going
In the same struggle
I've been calling audibles
Because there's no time to huddle
So i'm hitting high scores
Like my names the daily double
Superficial bitches out here
Always causing trouble
But i'm telling you
There ain't no time for sympathy
Hitting all the bases
Like i used to do in little league
Every word i'm using in my raps
I mean it literally
Imma make a million dollars
I'll buy my mom some tiffany
Yeah
And that's the diamonds on the charts
Every song that go platinum
That's another on my heart
So i'll wear it on my sleeve
Like i'm flying with the stars
It's a prison in the atmosphere
I'm breaking down the bars
I woke up this morning rolled a blunt
And then i faced it
Made some eggs with some bacon
Add some oj and i cashed it
Got my coffee in the pot
Heating up just like the race is
So the records keep on coming
And the rest will never say shit
The same shit
Every single day y'all are basic
Drop the same song as him
Look someone already made it
Carbon copy's from the plant
Come on now let's get creative
So don't hug me know you're fake
Always putting on your faces
I can't even go in
I feel a spark to my core
With every stroke of the pen
I got some monsters in my dreams man
So rest in peace glen
Keep dropping til i make it
Like again and again
Again and again
Battle with my faith
But i'm still sayin amen
So when the reapers comes knocking
I'll be ready for then
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Writer: Tyler Reed
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