letra de it's such a drag when your pride's too large for your body - polarboiyeahz
it’s such a drag when your pride’s too large for your body lyrics
[intro]
i hope this drink is gonna flood up my system
cuz i hate living in the background as a witness
scared of sin, so when i have s-x, imma put my arms aside like i’m jesus (jesus)
because, living in his image isn’t always easy
[verse 1]
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feel like i got nothing to lose
one day, you’ll wake up sleeping in the dirt too
so nothing is permanent, time is not a tattoo
i look fear in the face, actin’ like the mask is glass, ooh
i’m a bad dude, but my intentions have always been right
growing up, it was altercations every f-cking night
everyday is moving fast, i guess that’s just life
like, i remembеr how i felt when i found out evеrybody dies
[hook]
it’s a new day, go ahead, and do something with it
if you’re not making bank then you’re out here just playing with it
my stomach is empty so i can feel the pain way better
when you’re in that hospital you’re not thinkin’ bout a sweater
my grandma said that we know how to have money and how to be broke
but growing up, i feel like being broke is all i know
no shoes, sleeping on the floor, not a dorm
every new k in my pockets makes me wanna up the score
[verse 2]
new money makes me feel s-s-so pretty
all the drama involved in with the trauma makes me feel petty
product of my environment, baby i just do not know better
not an average human being, i’m bipolar, no weather
every night, hyperventilate, make my chest feel so cold
ever since i was four i knew i could never be romeo
got my circle closed, can’t f-ck with shapes that i don’t know
move at a fast pace, the jealous motherf-ckers wish i’d go slow
life is trash when your friends are smoking, dying from the chemistry
while you’re in the back of the back thinking all about the history
you don’t see the bigger picture, don’t worry bout the little things
spit my soul upon this page, someone get the fax machine
money on my mind, on my head i got a coupon
i need my respect right now or i can never move on
my daddy was an og, motherf-cker you don’t know me
what you know ’bout money in the walls, and ducking from the police
[hook]
it’s a new day, go ahead, and do something with it
if you’re not making bank then you’re out here just playing with it
my stomach is empty so i can feel the pain way better
when you’re in that hospital you’re not thinkin’ bout a sweater
my grandma said that we know how to have money and how to be broke
but growing up, i feel like being broke is all i know
no shoes, sleeping on the floor, not a dorm
every new k in my pockets makes me wanna up the score
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