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Time Flies Lyrics - Perfume And Piss - G.b.h.

Time flies, time flies. As we keep living and as we keep being positive 

All we can do is hold onto these memories. Mac miller, I love you 

 

All of my homies used to get on my case like "when you 'bout kill 'em?" 

Soon as I'm out of millions and my girl sprouts some children 

But I've been murderin' the game, almost out of victims 

This food for thought usually enough to feed a thousand pigeons 

I'm out here livin' if you wonder where I been though 

Shit bro, would you give it all up for these Nymphos? 

I been broke then got rich, what's inside your wallet? 

Half man and half amazin', but that's just me bein' modest 

I'm an honest man, my mama told me never put it on the lotto and 

I work for everything I get that is my motto, fam 

So when I die, these bitches can still can fuck my hologram, god damn 

 

And all that drama that you comin' with, you blowin' my high 

On my way up to the function, gettin' dome in my ride 

I got 'em worried that my mind fried 

I'm goin' up before I skydive 

 

You can see the way that time flies 

Time files, try to catch it 

Time flies, time flies 

Try to catch it 

 

You can expect the unexpected 

These dreams are manifested from my head into reality, they seems a bit excessive, but 

I don't stress it, two hands to count my blessings 

All the times that I've been reckless, with an ego big as Texas, thinkin' "I'm the man" 

I never let these hoes inside the plan 

My room for bullshit in the clear as small as a child's hands 

I fill the shoes and walk a path where only giants stand 

I am the fire man, shit I'm way too fly to land, yeah 

I'm smokin' weed all alone, on the road 

Even thought I know they need me at home 

Keep my control from a city where it's freezin' and cold 

Each to their own, punches like this probably beat up Stallone 

 

And all that drama that you comin' with, you blowin' my high 

On my way up to the function, gettin' dome in my ride 

I got 'em worried that my mind fried 

I'm goin' up before I skydive 

 

You can see the way that time flies 

Time files, try to catch it 

Time flies, time flies 

Try to catch it 

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