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Early Late Twenties (Summer Version) lyrics

Performer Pyrophoria

Early Late Twenties (Summer Version) song lyrics by Pyrophoria official

Early Late Twenties (Summer Version) is a song in English

Sweet Jesus
I am almost thirty
Yet this basement is so dirty
The job app wordy
My eyes blurry
I think I have scurvy
I'm in some kind of hurry
I worry that I'm so bloodthirsty
Yet I feel so flirty
Autistic or quirky
The water is murky
How to sleep late
Too early
Roll out like a derby
I am controversy
Firstly
I would not like to thank
The spirit of the bank
Where no check deposited was once blank
That's ok
But I go bitchcakes
I get a bellyache and just break
How am I broke
When I woke with a stroke
Of genius of note
Pendejo you are like poison oak
You get my goat
With the dumb words you spoke
You motorboat the coke
Choke on smoke
Then redeem daddy's bank note
What the fuck
Go deepthroat on a boat
That don't float
In a raincoat as yellow as a yolk
Fucker drop the soap
Because nope
I'm beyond your scope
End quote
I just walk the broke bitch tightrope

Haters gonna hate
Broke bitch gonna get a cut rate
I'm just gonna miss the due date
That shit can wait
I'ma sleep late

I left my car door unlocked as if to prove
Thieves gonna thieve if you let them, boo
What a dick move
My social security card, we'll disregard
Not sure if it's lost can't find
But won't try hard
You can have my identity
Let that bitch go free
Fake my own death and flee
These bastards keep robbing me blind
I've been fined
I never signed to be left behind
In kind
I gaslight myself when I can't find

Haters gonna hate
Broke bitch gonna get a cut rate
I'm just gonna miss the due date
That shit can wait
I'ma sleep late

These effing kids with their bibs
Stay out of mine and in your own cribs
I have dibs on my things
But I don't know what a mortgage is
Or brings to the table
I am not able to be stable
I don't pay for cable
Because the bill is not like goodwill
Where the colors get me price cuts
And always will
I am colorful like a pill
Moderately mentally ill
I am in a pickle, dill
Bad bitch and always will
Rap is yet another skill
I dress to kill
You kill time still
Of your own will
Chill with the thrill
Of going down hill
I was born in a landfill
This is not a drill
You scared because I eye you still

Haters gonna hate
Broke bitch gonna get a cut rate
I'm just gonna miss the due date
That shit can wait
I'ma sleep late
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Writer: Jessica Hambrick
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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