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Antisocial Lyrics by Tipp

Life’s a Dream

2020

{Chorus}
Am i a rich kid or am i a poor guy?
Thinking about the past that shit horrifies (horrifies)
No more time that shit can coraline
See myself its a borderline
Let that go i told that bitch she all mine, chill out
All she do is tell lies
Can't have a real love with no lies
Made me look like a fool with mob ties
Shut up its my time
Can't really fuck with these niggas all they do is talk
Write a paragraph on the google doc
Then tell me was sup
Niggas mad i'm overrated, listen again i'll tell you i'm underrated
Spit facts that's the only way i'm hated
That's why i ain't into these bitches wish i never dated
Not a doctor but i got too many patients

{Verse 1}
Day one, day two, it's like a mission with these bitches
It's funny how they talk and never say it to the finish
More racks, more ties
Got me flexing on these women
Got the bro's they be stepping on the hoes
Bro's before hoes, yubo got some bitches tho
No more time get the fuck outta my line
I told you i never loved you
Spamming my shit the fuck do you want
Listen closely i don't give a fuck
I just wanna be myself through the finish
Just maybe flex on diamonds they be fresher then the dishes
Get your boy 6ix9ine if you want to be snitching
I don't know if this dude ditching
I sit to see where my problems going
Not to mention my eyes are rolling
Can't take the stress it's taking me to hell
PTSD i just feel like i;m going abc
In order to see my grow boy older
Let these bitches think whatever they want it's not like they can harm or charm
It's like my life's a darn
Remember life's a mission
Got the food always in the kitchen
Gasping at my moments, wish they never happened
Put my phone in dnd (dnd)
Tired of niggas hating
Put myself in a situation
Where my bro's won't forgive me
Leave the bullshit where it at, make myself start over
Figure out the problems, and teach my lesson on where to go next

{Chorus}
Am i a rich kid or am i a poor guy?
Thinking about the past that shit horrifies (horrifies)
No more time that shit can coraline
See myself its a borderline
Let that go i told that bitch she all mine, chill out
All she do is tell lies
Can't have a real love with no lies
Made me look like a fool with mob ties
Shut up its my time
Can't really fuck with these niggas all they do is talk
Write a paragraph on the google doc
Then tell me was sup
Niggas mad i'm overrated, listen again i'll tell you i'm underrated
Spit facts that's the only way i'm hated
That's why i ain't into these bitches wish i never dated
I ain't a doctor but i got too many patients

{Verse 2}
My mind is off a perc, never thought this day would hurt
Take pills to fix the damage, R.I.P to Juice WRLD such a talent
Everyday is not promised i sit back and enjoy whatever my life goes to
I get the bag that's not enough cash
Shit is like my life i go though the dash
See myself in a black hole, it's never getting too old
I just wanna be happy forever
But these situations got me feeling bipolar
Never knowing that shit will be over
Hide in my shell nothing but closure
Antisocial not really that social
Speak my mind it's hard to fix the line
Thought everything would be fine
But that bitch said you ain't mine
What am i to you a joke?
Reasons why niggas are scared of love
Never take anything serious, always lie to our faces
Don't you think that's a disgrace
When you shoot your shot obviously that's gonna miss
Air ball that out i don't need another emotion gone
Face closure, i'm always bolder
Everything's a joke, love, emotion, etcetera
Let us be who the fuck we wanna be
Always ruining it, Can't take life a joke
One blink could take my life (fuck bitches)
Uh
It's just not right
Let my mind speak not my heart (yessir)

{Chorus}
Am i a rich kid or am i a poor guy?
Thinking about the past that shit horrifies (horrifies)
No more time that shit can coraline
See myself its a borderline
Let that go i told that bitch she all mine, chill out
All she want to do is tell lies
I can't have a real love with no lies
Made me look like a fool with mob ties
Shut up its my time
Can't really fuck with these niggas all they do is talk
Write a paragraph on the google doc
Then tell me was sup
Niggas mad i'm overrated, listen again i'll tell you i'm underrated
Spit facts that's the only way i'm hated
That's why i ain't into these bitches wish i never dated
I ain't a doctor but i got too many patients
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Tipp

Tipp

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"Antisocial" appears on "Life’s a Dream" in 2020.

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