Testo Pay To Wait

You just pay to wait. This pattern pays to walk out of me, the spot of pointless renegade, salvation helps a lot, when your soul screams for pilots, and when your enemies run away, that's when you're meant for change, a close but simple getaway, of routes that people can exchange, to trade in eports of your souls wait, in the end you always pay to wait. So live like a rockstarand dream, I can't dream right I'm paid for, and dreams will never be the same for me, and I can't breathe right I'm paid for. When you pay to play with your life on the line, big steps are giant leaps to a birth right, well I don't give a fuck. A nerve to the braid go head and take back, and when the blunt of it's over then you can cut me off. You've got tricks, you've got kids, you've got not a pay roll. And when you pay to wait, everything's not the same, don't feel me up with your own cup it's fresh. And you borrowed a sign of bad taste, a common habit that so damn hard to shake and when you use this upon your loved ones, you know it's time for them to shake and run. I'd pay to wait. Sensation.