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5 Grand At 8 To 1

"5 Grand At 8 To 1" Lyrics by $uicideboy$

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me like they used to

Open seat in the coupe so I scooped you

I get caught up in my thoughts and I can’t think right

Caught up in a nightmare so I don’t sleep right

I just want them to treat me like they used to, ayy

I just want something real that I’m used to, yeah

I just want them to treat me like they—ayy, ayy

I just want something real that I’m—yeah, yeah

Went from no one to someone, at least I thought so

Stuck up in a bad dream, watching front row

People warnin’ me that everything is gonna change

Never thought that it would be in the worst way

Life goin’ up and goin’ down at the same time

Suicidal thoughts creepin’ up in my mind

Drug dealer, pocket reaping the benefits

Only thing I fuckin’ had to get me through this shit

I’ve been stripped of all I had, man

Lost relations with my dad, damn

Lost relations with the fam’, damn

Lost touch of who I am, sad

I’m out seekin’ peace like I’m seekin’ air to breathe

Pray to a God that I never thought I would believe

Grant me serenity for all the things I cannot change

Wisdom to know that what I can ain’t the same

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me like they used to

Open seat in the coupe so I scooped you

I get caught up in my thoughts and I can’t think right

Caught up in a nightmare so I don’t sleep right

I just want them to treat me like they used to

I just want something real that I’m used to

I just want them to treat me like—uh, ayy

I just want something real that I’m—uh, yeah

All my life, I’ve been waitin’ ’til the time right

Waitin’ for the shade of light that make me shine bright

Day turn to night, yeah, weeks turn to months

Wishin’ I could press the pause button just once

Hidin’ in the back tryna catch up to the front

Everything I lack, I make up for it when I stunt

More bitches, more money, more drugs, more honeys

More stuff, the more I want it, more I feel I’m fuckin’ stuck

(I get by)

Goin’ through the motions, fuckin’ barely even growin’

(I get high)

Hidin’ all in my emotions, never change, I’m stuck posted

(I get by)

What a lame excuse to keep doin’ what I do

(I get high)

Wastin’ my shine and that’s the fuckin’ truth

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