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Sueco The Child

Motel 666

 

Motel 666

(album: It Was Fun While It Lasted - 2022)


I'm very proud of you
315 we doing this shit, we gon' change the world
Proud of you, motherfucker

Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you fucking leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me
Put the blame on me

Blew the whole advance, I went back to broke
Motel 6 feet below
Spent it on a chain and designer clothes
Nothing in the bank, but I still got hoes
I spent it on my old friends
Never mix business with emotions, uh
Backstabbed by the ones I kept closest, uh
Hit the potion, three-wheel motion
Yeah, my luck ran short, Gary Coleman

Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, yeah, yeah

Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you fucking leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me

Everybody kept calling, I had to change my line
Don't ask how I'm doing 'cause I'm doing just fine
Feel it in my chest, feel it in my spine
Going through withdrawals, I got money on my mind

Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, stack that, stack that

Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you fucking leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me
Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you fucking leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
(One, two)
(One, two, three, go)

Get the fuck out my face, lil' bitch
I'ma come back hard and write on my wrist
No more handouts, I ain't giving shit
Suck my dick

done

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