[Intro: Loveboy]
Ferragamo belt up on my Nikes
Nikes
Ferragamo belt up on my Nikes
[Hook: Loveboy]
My eyes looking dead, you looking for me
My money extended, my life complete
Dead inside, you know I got no worries
Ferragamo belt up on my Nikes
My eyes looking dead, you looking for me
My money extended, my life complete
Dead inside, you know I got no worries
Ferragamo belt up on my Nikes
[Verse 1: Loveboy]
I know you miss me, miss mе with that fuck shit
Flexing lowkey, in the back with Gucci
Rathеr be alone than with a fuck bitch
I'm tryna stay active, I'll go buy some true jeans
Mix that with some Louis
Shopping for some Dolce
Spend my money, ruthless
I'm so fucking careless, I know
I know, I know, I know
[Hook: Loveboy]
My eyes looking dead, you looking for me
My money extended, my life complete
Dead inside, you know I got no worries
Ferragamo belt up on my Nikes
My eyes looking dead, you looking for me
My money extended, my life complete
Dead inside, you know I got no worries
Ferragamo belt up on my Nikes
[Verse 2: Ajanta]
I saw there's something wrong with that
I don't care, I love me within
All I ever wanted for me to be free
So I'm mad I couldn't get in the [?]
You'd just get cut up if you try run up on me
I just bought these racks now they up in my teeth
[?] on my eyes now still I can't see
10 shots next, now she down on her knees
We get so lost on the weekend
We get fucked up when we jump up in the deep end
Foreign whip, I don't blend in
Hiding off tears now, so I left them
So lost on the weekend
We get fucked up when we jumping in the deep end
Foreign whip, I don't blend in
Hiding off tears now, so I left them
dead inside was written by spira me.
spira me released dead inside on Fri Apr 14 2017.