Who Knew
Austin Skinner
GENRE
[Intro]
I was on the way
I was on the way, ayy, yeah
[Chorus]
I was on my way to find you when I died up in my bed
Had me crying in my sleep, I'm slowly dying off the lean
Down bad, sippin' on this cup, had me thinkin' it was love
I got so used to bein' stuck, who knew I needed you this much
I don't wanna feel this way, I'm hurt just thinkin' bout your face
I done fell in love with many like my name was Vincent Chase
I wake up to brand new money, I make trips up to the bank (trips up to the bank)
They be jealous of me 'cause they wanna live this way
I got dollar signs up on my mind and ? up in my dank
?, I wish you felt the same (yeah)
[Verse]
So fuck it, I hop in my bag
Ayy. bro, I know why you mad (bitch)
? like check after check
Put my bitch in a new bag
We makin' trips down to Yves Saint Laurent
Somehow I ended up in Raf
Be gone for real
Fly to L.A., I gotta trip on the pills
She loved me when I was down bad
I ain't give a fuck, I fell in love with the bills
I know these rappers, they trash
Talk on my name, boy we gon' knock you for real
My life, I been through some pain
I know they hate, but fuck it I count up for real
Get yo' ass up if you broke
Get you some bands, you can go get you a mill'
[Chorus]
I was on my way to find you when I died up in my bed
Had me crying in my sleep, I'm slowly dying off the lean
Down bad, sippin' on this cup, had me thinkin' it was love
I got so used to bein' stuck, who knew I needed you this much
I don't wanna feel this way, I'm hurt just thinkin' bout your face
I done fell in love with many like my name was Vincent Chase
I was on my way to find you when I died up in my bed
Had me crying in my sleep, I'm slowly dying off the lean
Down bad, sippin' on this cup, had me thinkin' it was love
I got so used to bein' stuck, who knew I needed you this much (yeah)
I was on the way
I was on the way, ayy, yeah
[Chorus]
I was on my way to find you when I died up in my bed
Had me crying in my sleep, I'm slowly dying off the lean
Down bad, sippin' on this cup, had me thinkin' it was love
I got so used to bein' stuck, who knew I needed you this much
I don't wanna feel this way, I'm hurt just thinkin' bout your face
I done fell in love with many like my name was Vincent Chase
I wake up to brand new money, I make trips up to the bank (trips up to the bank)
They be jealous of me 'cause they wanna live this way
I got dollar signs up on my mind and ? up in my dank
?, I wish you felt the same (yeah)
[Verse]
So fuck it, I hop in my bag
Ayy. bro, I know why you mad (bitch)
? like check after check
Put my bitch in a new bag
We makin' trips down to Yves Saint Laurent
Somehow I ended up in Raf
Be gone for real
Fly to L.A., I gotta trip on the pills
She loved me when I was down bad
I ain't give a fuck, I fell in love with the bills
I know these rappers, they trash
Talk on my name, boy we gon' knock you for real
My life, I been through some pain
I know they hate, but fuck it I count up for real
Get yo' ass up if you broke
Get you some bands, you can go get you a mill'
[Chorus]
I was on my way to find you when I died up in my bed
Had me crying in my sleep, I'm slowly dying off the lean
Down bad, sippin' on this cup, had me thinkin' it was love
I got so used to bein' stuck, who knew I needed you this much
I don't wanna feel this way, I'm hurt just thinkin' bout your face
I done fell in love with many like my name was Vincent Chase
I was on my way to find you when I died up in my bed
Had me crying in my sleep, I'm slowly dying off the lean
Down bad, sippin' on this cup, had me thinkin' it was love
I got so used to bein' stuck, who knew I needed you this much (yeah)
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