Good VibesOneday I'll pack a suitcase
Bill rolls, mid state, gold chains
And I know you gonna miss me, bae (yuh, ay)
Damn I though that I can take this
Highway, exp cars
Top clips, big guns, slut kiss (ay)
But You know you gonna miss me, bae
I Don't Want to Be Your FriendI don't want to be your friend
I don't want to be your friend
I don't want to be your friend
I don't want to be your friend
I was wrong
You standing right next to me
Leave me alone
RareThis feeling so rare, honey
Feeling so rare
But I need to catch my flight, find my way
I hope i'll see you someday, better someday
Now run away from me
Run away
This feeling so rare, honey
What IfNo matter how fast you are, there's some things you can't outrun
And nothing can stop you from chasing all the money
Boy you're not the one who I talked to on the phone
Save your pity for the weak
What if I did kill her, Mother?
What if I just grabbed her and ran?
What if I were smiling and running into your arms?