"23" lyrics
Yaaaa, yaaaa, ya
Yeah, no-one even showing up (nah, no, no, no)
Yeah, no-one even showing up (no)
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color (as) blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color as blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Big Drip, straight up gang, marked from fighting my demons
I know it's hard out here for me, it's for you to see it
Yeah, Baby it's just me and you, and dope is tryna' separate
The love that I have for you, baby, that shit gon' disintegrate
Focused on my self, because I'm still the one who fuckin' up
Needle to my arm, because that's just a part of growing up
I don't fuck with nobody, 'cause nobody be showing up
Smoke you after so long and the smell makes me start throwing up
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color as blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color as blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Yeah, no-one even showing up (nah, no, no, no)
Yeah, no-one even showing up (no)
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color (as) blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color as blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Big Drip, straight up gang, marked from fighting my demons
I know it's hard out here for me, it's for you to see it
Yeah, Baby it's just me and you, and dope is tryna' separate
The love that I have for you, baby, that shit gon' disintegrate
Focused on my self, because I'm still the one who fuckin' up
Needle to my arm, because that's just a part of growing up
I don't fuck with nobody, 'cause nobody be showing up
Smoke you after so long and the smell makes me start throwing up
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color as blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
Baby, I don't wanna go back to the way I was livin'
Now I'm scratching my nose, and I'm getting into my feelings
I want some red bottoms, my feet same color as blood on the ceiling
Want some bands up in my pocket, I'm not taking and stealing
