Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something Borrowed, artist - Speed Gang.
Date of issue: 31.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Something Borrowed |
Life gives us second chances everyday, it’s called tomorrow |
And every time we say goodbye it feels like something’s borrowed |
I lay my head to sleep at night and try to mute the sorrow |
And every time I do I can’t not feel like something’s borrowed |
Something borrowed |
Fuck if I know |
Something borrowed |
Fuck if I know |
Yeah, something borrowed, fuck if I know |
Catch me outside on the roof low key |
You don’t know the dedication |
I be putting in all night, homie |
Yeah, you a fucking hater, I be getting paper |
Shopping with a tailer, serving like waiter |
Shoutout to my neighbors, addicted to the cake, uh |
I do this every day, brah, I do this every, love |
Pop a k-pin, blacked out waiting |
For the day you take what’s taken |
Sucked my dick and then I ate bacon |
God was busy so I got Satan, no |
Guess I gotta do this shit solo |
Yeah I pull up on them hoes like, oh |
If you really with it bitch, let’s go-oh-oh |
Yeah trust is the hardest thing to find |
And the easiest thing to lose |
But if you got someone who’s really down |
They would never do that to you |
Life gives us second chances everyday, it’s called tomorrow |
And every time we say goodbye it feels like something’s borrowed |
I lay my head to sleep at night and try to mute the sorrow |
And every time I do I can’t not feel like something’s borrowed |
Something borrowed |
Fuck if I know |
Something borrowed |
Fuck if I know |
Don’t talk, just act, don’t say, just do |
If you want it you can get it but you gotta make the move |
Everybody where I’m from say they out here making moves |
I see them 1 year later and they haven’t fucking moved |
Shame on you, you wack-ass bitch |
Stop running your mouths 'cause you ain’t doing shit |
Hards work, dedication, solitude, and focus |
Attending EDM shows every weekend ain’t it |
Yeah I’m stacking up the paper, yeah I’m staying low key |
I’m addicted to the drugs 'cause the drugs love me |
Got tatted for my brother, rest in peace homie |
I know I’ll see you soon 'cause you visit in my dreams |
Aubrey Plaza, do you wanna holler? |
Beat the pussy up then I’ll give your ass a dollar |
Why bother? |
You fucking with a scholar |
Give me a call, pretty please, Aubrey Plaza |
You lied to me to protect your feelings |
I hate you, bitch, and I hope you bleed |
Life gives us second chances everyday, it’s called tomorrow |
And every time we say goodbye it feels like something’s borrowed |
I lay my head to sleep at night and try to mute the sorrow |
And every time I do I can’t not feel like something’s borrowed |
Something borrowed |
Fuck if I know |
Something borrowed |
Fuck if I know |