Testo di 'Exhausted' di Andrewxx

Andrewxx
Ay you got the heat man!
Judah ay ay!

Raise to the top
Fell for the Glock (what!?)
Bitches of mine (mine!)
Niggas gon' try (try!)
Problems with cops
Can't fly to New York
My brother shot me
And I'm off to seashore

Driving the coupe (coupe!)
Fuckin' with you (what!?)
Top of the roof
I'm not your man
Probably gon shoot
Straight in my veins (what!?)
Probably gon shoot
Straight in my head

I'm exhausted of being this down (down!)
I look at my phone and I'm hoping you texted me
But it's 2 in the monring right now
And I'm crazy over it come on man!

I'm crazy (crazy!)
I ain't made for this
Honey, better be like this (like this!, like this!)
You re gone
Before I wake up
Was it just a dream?
I stil feel like I can't get relieved (brrr!)
Dreaming bout those things
You can never tell a nigga
Cause it is meant to be
Our moment in our memories
Things I still wanna see
And I really don't care who you're [?] with (ay! Ay! Ay!)

And I don't know how to feel about it (yeah!)
And I don't know how to think of something else
And I don't know how to feel about it (yeah!)
And I don't know how to think of something else

It's alright
I swear it's alright (alright!)
Slow down things this time (this time!)
We both know we should have never been together
But now it's done and it's alright

What goes around comes around (ah!)
I'm tired of being such a good boy
Now I'm counting hunnid bands
But I ain't rich yet (money! Money! Money!)
Even though I know the game ain't bout the money
Can see a lot of niggas mumbling, showing of their money

Can see a lot a numbers (money!)
Can see a lot of niggas falling for them plugs (money!)
Can see a lot of niggas fuckin' with their lives (money!)
Can see a lot off niggas out of their minds (money!)
Can see a lot of people fighting for my time (money!)

Let me just live (what!?)
Let me just be (ah!)
Let me just see (what!?)
How dirty can be (ah!)
The rap industry (ah!)
Now I can fly man you can't stop me (what!?)
Start kissing me
I got that heat (what!?)
Flawless beginning (ah!)
My God be sinning (ay! Ay!)
Niggas be singin'

I'ma fly high (what!?)
Bitch don't bite hard (ay! Ay!)
I'm a freshman
Ain't got nothing with these guys
Drip drip drip
Put your tongue underneath mine, a'ight? (hahaha!!) (yeah!)

Now I'm fuckin' someone else
I don't even know the name
For I can't hold her touch again
I'm tripping now, I'm tripping now
(Tripping now! Tripping now! Tripping now!)
Gotta put this outta my chest now
Got a gunshot wound can't y'all see now?

And death is huggin' me
And death is kissin' me
And no kidding that is tryna seduce me
And everyday when I get to my bed
I mean, she really makes me wanna get rid of me

Get high get low
Close the door
Take a shot
Feeling hot (take a shot! Take a shot! Take a shot!)
Filling your body
With my liquid love
Started moanin' before I even touch you
Yeah I know you got that vision that can make you come through
(Come! Come! Come! Come! Come! Come!)
Come through
You know where to
You know where to
Come through
You know where to (come! Come! Come! Come! Come! Come!)

And I don't know how to feel about it (yeah!)
And I don't know how to think of something else
And I don't know how to feel about it (yeah!)
And I don't know how to think of something else (something else!)

I'm exhausted
I'm dead alive right now man
Everybody feel alone sometimes
Everybody gotta be alone