Yeat – Never quit Lyrics

Yeat – Never quit Lyrics
Never quit
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    "Never quit." - Yeat

    Album: 2093 (P2)
    Track No: 13
    I could never quit
    Yeah, I could never quit
    But I hope you do the things you say you never did
    Make a new life
    You don't fit inside my fucking shoes right?
    I don't need no diamonds, I need all might
    You don't do the job, you don't do the job right
    Oh, you one them bad types
    Oh, you on that last flight
    Do you think it look bad right?
    Heard you need somebody, don't you ever call me
    I'm inside my Maybach smoking cigs thinking
    Why the fuck you think that you could trust me?
    I've been off them drugs, but I'm still tweaking
    I don't think that nobody could feel me
    And you say you live like a god
    God, God, God
    I feel like God
    God, god damn
    And I live like God
    God, god damn
    I live off the grid, you don't know me
    You don't even know the old me
    Only thing that you should know, is owe me
    You wish that you could grow, bitch, I'm a seed
    I think the whole world fake, except me
    You begging please on your knees saying accept me
    I'm overseas, feel the breeze on this jet ski
    I do believe that nothing gone impress me
    I'm way to rich to just be thinking 'bout this shit
    I'm way to rich, I'm diabolical as shit
    I'm way to rich, I don't give a fuck if you get hit
    Matter facts I don't even wanna see you die I wanna see you live
    So you can think about all the shit you did, and where you went wrong and what the fuck you thought you could have did
    Yeah, I love swimming with the fish, I love sitting in a bottomless pit full of-
    I could never quit
    Yeah, I could never quit
    But I hope you do the things you say you never did
    Make a new life
    You don't fit inside my fucking shoes right?
    I don't need no diamonds, I need all might
    You don't do the job, you don't do the job right
    Oh, you one them bad types
    Oh, you on that last flight
    Do you think it look bad right?
    Heard you need somebody, don't you ever call me
    I'm inside my Maybach smoking cigs thinking
    Why the fuck you think that you could trust me?
    I've been off them drugs, but I'm still tweaking
    I don't think that nobody could feel me
    And you say you live like a god
    God, God, God
    I feel like God
    God, god damn
    And I live like God
    God, god damn

    Writer(s): Noah Smith, Anton Martín Mendo, Aaron Shadrow & Teo Halm.

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