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6 Dogs

Portals

 

Portals

(альбом: Hi-Hats & Heartaches - 2019)


Pretty Pacc
Yeah
6 Dogs, hey, that's me
I don't make songs I make portals
Ayy, portals

I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you

I was down bad, now I'm doing alright
Wrist looking like the Milky Way starry night
I can't see the ground from here, that's a scary sight
'Rari in the stratosphere, can't be scared of heights
We was on the interstate (Yeah, yeah)
Faces all pass away (Oh, oh), yeah
Wonder what their lives are like (Oh), yeah
Wonder how they spend their days (Yeah, yeah)

Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)

I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you

She play me like a drum, good thing I'm a rapper
And that's when I thought I couldn't get any sadder
I even made a track for flowers on Saturn
I wish I never did that, at least the song still slaps
Benz truck outer space, we don't need roadmaps
I just want a lil' taste, space food still slaps
Need a smile on when it all fades to black
Earth's out the window, we ain't going back

Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go
(But no one can go)

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