Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ruin My Life, artist - Skizzy Mars. Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ruin My Life |
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| I’m just more clear |
| Just more clarity, mentally |
| And I’m in a good place |
| Which for me, when I meant, like, a good place |
| Spiritually, mentally, emotionally, it just opens up the pathways for creativity |
| And then I’ve had endless perspectives a lot I want to say |
| And I, I feel like this project is, like, what, is what New York sounds like to |
| me |
| Stubs on, sipping coffee in the afternoon |
| Merchandise bringing passive revenue |
| I need a bad bitch with an attitude |
| See you getting money, can’t be mad at you, yeah |
| Shorty throw up but she still drinking |
| My homie pulled up in a black beamer |
| Sweet Cali girls but they smoke sour |
| Two ex niggas and they both rappers |
| This ain’t a comeback 'cause I never left |
| Heard your catalog, I was unimpressed |
| They stealing all my styles, they committing theft |
| I give it all away but still got so much left |
| Sushi dinners with the homies, I handle the bill |
| Two thousand for the the winner is real |
| Making more bread since I got out my deal |
| She breaking my heart, I gotta keep it real |
| These New York girls gon' ruin my whole night |
| New York girls gon' ruin my whole life |
| Tell me lies, tell me lies, falling for 'em every time, yeah |
| These New York girls gon' ruin my whole night |
| New York girls gon' ruin my whole life |
| Tell me lies, tell me lies, falling for 'em every time |
| Speeding down 5th Ave, cash on the dashboard |
| We was going too fast, that’s what we crashed for |
| Don’t know what you thinking, maybe I should ask more |
| All we do is fight, we used to laugh more |
| I coulda been Joe Manchin |
| But I’d rather chill, smoke weed in a mansion |
| money clip on the hundreds we counting |
| Smoking weed shorts in a brand new Porsche |
| Hermes lipstick when she kiss on me |
| Stella McCartney panties when you strip for me |
| Honesty to you, that’s a foreign concept |
| You take everything outta context |
| last night was lit |
| sesh for brunch, the shrimp and grits |
| Red wine on your couch and a flick |
| Couple drinks, shit escalated quick |
| These New York girls gon' ruin my whole night |
| New York girls gon' ruin my whole life |
| Tell me lies, tell me lies, falling for 'em every time, yeah |
| These New York girls gon' ruin my whole night |
| New York girls gon' ruin my whole life |
| Tell me lies, tell me lies, falling for 'em every time |