Go to oak 1 like late night
House no furniture on wood right?
You a actor but you never get a invite
So absorbed by the drugs, green and the white
Motel porch middle of the night
Head to SB on a whim right
Three hours out of the limelight
Hendrix with the flowers on a motorbike
Or he fishing tho
So original
Got so high level should be criminal
Think maybe your decision was subliminal
You a different person in the digital
Bought you tickets to the lakers you ain't showed up
On the phone man, I prolly said so what
In reality tears on a tour bus
4 years I should prolly been growed up and
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
I just wanna know why you did that tho
Leeching on friends how you get that poor
Been had hope when you said hello
Back in a time when I wasn't on pro
Drake friend lounge couldn't save us though
In the four-wheel driving by château
Beverly Hills never sold my soul
Beverly Hills never sold my soul and I really think you gotta get a grip on life
Spending all your money but you can't get right
Had to use mine for your brand new ice
Pyrex, in a time right before off-white
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight
Birds in the trap yeah they sing McKnight
Through the late night conquest out of spite
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
F*ck you, f*ck you too
I'm getting paid you bout to lose
Money on top man I never hit snooze
You be in Sketchers I'm in brand new shoes
What are those uh
On your toes
We were just f*ckin witcha
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
Zydell - Leeches Lyrics
Zydell - Leeches Lyrics
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Go to oak 1 like late night
House no furniture on wood right?
You a actor but you never get a invite
So absorbed by the drugs, green and the white
Motel porch middle of the night
Head to SB on a whim right
Three hours out of the limelight
Hendrix with the flowers on a motorbike
Or he fishing tho
So original
Got so high level should be criminal
Think maybe your decision was subliminal
You a different person in the digital
Bought you tickets to the lakers you ain't showed up
On the phone man, I prolly said so what
In reality tears on a tour bus
4 years I should prolly been growed up and
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
I just wanna know why you did that tho
Leeching on friends how you get that poor
Been had hope when you said hello
Back in a time when I wasn't on pro
Drake friend lounge couldn't save us though
In the four-wheel driving by château
Beverly Hills never sold my soul
Beverly Hills never sold my soul and I really think you gotta get a grip on life
Spending all your money but you can't get right
Had to use mine for your brand new ice
Pyrex, in a time right before off-white
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight
Birds in the trap yeah they sing McKnight
Through the late night conquest out of spite
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
F*ck you, f*ck you too
I'm getting paid you bout to lose
Money on top man I never hit snooze
You be in Sketchers I'm in brand new shoes
What are those uh
On your toes
We were just f*ckin witcha
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
House no furniture on wood right?
You a actor but you never get a invite
So absorbed by the drugs, green and the white
Motel porch middle of the night
Head to SB on a whim right
Three hours out of the limelight
Hendrix with the flowers on a motorbike
Or he fishing tho
So original
Got so high level should be criminal
Think maybe your decision was subliminal
You a different person in the digital
Bought you tickets to the lakers you ain't showed up
On the phone man, I prolly said so what
In reality tears on a tour bus
4 years I should prolly been growed up and
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
I just wanna know why you did that tho
Leeching on friends how you get that poor
Been had hope when you said hello
Back in a time when I wasn't on pro
Drake friend lounge couldn't save us though
In the four-wheel driving by château
Beverly Hills never sold my soul
Beverly Hills never sold my soul and I really think you gotta get a grip on life
Spending all your money but you can't get right
Had to use mine for your brand new ice
Pyrex, in a time right before off-white
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight
Birds in the trap yeah they sing McKnight
Through the late night conquest out of spite
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
F*ck you, f*ck you too
I'm getting paid you bout to lose
Money on top man I never hit snooze
You be in Sketchers I'm in brand new shoes
What are those uh
On your toes
We were just f*ckin witcha
I think
Your intentions are fake and your effort ain't genuine
I hate
When you smile cause it seems like a task that you been assigned
Member when you left me in LA that shit shoulda been a crime
Maybe you do all this shit cause your morals they put aside
Writer: Alexander Zidel, David Peyote, Silva Akopian
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid