Lyrics : Noah Emory Guy-Mozenter
Music : MATTHEW MIGGLIORELLI/Noah Emory Guy-Mozenter
Well I guess I’m a loser baby
**** everyone that chased my dreams
Well you gotta get used to faking
I’ll stretch a dollar till it rips my seams
Look
Babylonia (yea)
Spit on top my grave thought I told ya ?
My grave thought I…
Now I’m singing Babylonia (yea)
Take me from this place I don’t know ya
This place I don’t…
Industry pulling on my strings like Geppetto
It’s okay Daddy, let go
I’ll party till I’m next door
Neighbors know me the best so
It’s all good, it’s all fine but
Baby ease up in the wine night
Cus that won’t get you to the limelight
Baby can we forget the timelinе
She said her curfew is 25
If wе don’t pop off we’re gonna die yea
Babylonia (yea)
Spit on top my grave thought I told ya ?
My grave thought I…
Now I’m singing Babylonia (yea)
Take me from this place I don’t know ya
This place I don’t…
So in Babylon you gon’ get that fame for sure
Oh in Babylon I don’t feel my pain no more
Yea baby, ohh, yea, Babylonia
Ah shit
(Ooo)
Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah
Babylonia you spit on top my grave don’t ya ?
(Ooo)
You spit on top my grave don’t ya ?
(Ooo)
Grave don’t ya?
(Ooo)
(Ooo)