WakingUpCrying - BONES

Ridin' round while I’m dopin' up

When I knock you better open up

One million blunts and I smoke enough

I’m just a young white punk steady rolling up

Smokin' down, pass away

She need an ash so I pass the tray

She OD, she owe me, she know it’s Bones so she feel the blade

Slowly fade, drugs slowly burn

Blinds closed, she got more to learn

Skeletons in my closet, it’s a graveyard in my room

I feel like Cousin Skeeter when I’m ridin' in a Beamer

Bitches on my steelo cause I look just like Aaliyah

Ridin' off in the yacht (yacht)

Swimmin' pool on top (top)

Rollin' up on the deck, blowin' smoke up on the dock

It’s the slim young pimp, 20 beepers on my hip

Candy paint, let it drip, like the rain from the winds (What?)

Wakin' up cryin', Wakin' up cryin' for you

What else can I do?

I’m soakin' my pillows through

Wakin' up cryin'

Wakin' up cryin', Wakin' up cryin' for you

What else can I do?

I’m soakin' my pillows through

Wakin' up cryin'

Wakin' up cryin', Wakin' up cryin' for you

What else can I do?

I’m soakin' my pillows through

Wakin' up cryin'

Wakin' up cryin', Wakin' up cryin' for you

What else can I do?

I’m soakin' my pillows through

Wakin' up cryin'