My Own Skin - RGT & Rody

We were on the throne, livin' on our own Huntin' my own skin, want it to break in (break it in) She just wanna dance, I'ma get them bands Make a lot of stacks Bitch, I'd die for my respect Wrist, diamonds, ice, neon green lights Don't care about the price, I cop it, I smash it, this size Wrist, diamonds, ice, percocet, my Sprite Perkys in my Sprite, Louis bag, three stripes As I walk through the fire with my wings I could only stop for this iron like a lane She just want to pop all the molly in the Benz I've been gettin' rich, makin' money with my friends Bitch, we off them shits, time to stay until the end I'm just tryna pop all the bottles, fuck the feds I got 50 pills all up in our money bags She gon' watch how I spend it, like, just to get it back Sittin' on the field, snakes through the money tracks Breakin' in and enterin', bitch, we poppin' tags Keep the fire burnin' off a blunt like candle wax Burnin' down your money 'til it ain't nothin' to stack We were on the throne, livin' on our own Huntin' my own skin, want it to break in (break it in) She just wanna dance, I'ma get them bands Make a lot of stacks Bitch, I'd die for my respect Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite Livin' my life, I'm alright, shawty, she my type Die for this I might, chains all freeze outside Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite As I hop by the avenue with my wings Baby, don't stop, wanna give you everything When we off them rocks, I'ma tell you everything Soap on my shoes and on my heart, it's gettin' thin But you're a butterfly ridin' through the desert winds I'm a really bad, I love all the finer things When I come close, close to you, I can't sin Heaven knows I'm bad, but, Lord, I can't fix a thing Fly too close to the sun, my wings give in I gave you my whole life, don't owe you a thing As I chose life and this rug made of mink Burnin' down the winter 'cause I'm over everything We were on the throne, livin' on our own Huntin' my own skin, want it to break in (break it in) She just wanna dance, I'ma get them bands Make a lot of stacks Bitch, I'd die for my respect

Run, runaways Don't make a scene or rub it in my face Like you're dancing on the grave Of hunches that I had and smoked away It's too slow, like novocaine Take me back to when I felt okay We're not the same Build a bridge or burn what's in your way I've seen the way you look at him It's crawling underneath my skin If moving on is the medicine You're all out and I'm all in Go everywhere we used to be I've seen the way you look at him You're all out and I'm all in Hold, hold the phone Months of pacing living rooms alone Magnifying the tone Let go of the reigns and hope they're wrong It sounds like velvet, this old excuse Is one I thought we'd never have to use Know I'm not who you'll choose Two can win then one is bound to lose I've seen the way you look at him It's crawling underneath my skin If moving on is the medicine You're all out and I'm all in Go everywhere we used to be I've seen the way you look at him You're all out and I'm all in