Lil Nas X - DEAD RIGHT NOW

(Ooh)
(Ooh)

Breaker, breaker, 911
Somebody come get this bitch
Thinkin' you a star on the rise, you got time to reply
Don't lie, you can hit my shit
You can lend me five, lil' nigga, on the side, lil' nigga
Couple thou', need to fix my whip
How you switch sides on a nigga who was down with you, nigga?
You a fraud, just a fib, my nig', my nig', uh

Oh
You know I never did you wrong
Even though I'm right here by the phone, dawg
You know you never used to call
Keep it that way now

I'll treat you like you're dead right now
I'm on your head right now
You wanna fuck with me so bad right now
Well, now you can't right now, oh

2018, I was in my sister's house the whole summer (yeah)
Songs wasn't doing numbers (yeah)
Whole life was going under
Left school, then my dad and I had a face to face in Atlanta
He said, "It's one in a million chance, son"
I told him, "Daddy, I am that one", uh, uh
I ain't never need 'em, huh
I ain't never need no nigga, uh
I ain't never need no feature
If I didn't blow, I woulda died tryna be here
If it didn't go, suicide, wouldn't be here
Now they all come around like they been here
When you get this rich and famous everybody come up to you singin'

Hallelujah
How'd you do it?
You been on my mind
You been runnin' through it, yeah (hallelujah)
Hallelujah
How'd you do it? (How'd you do it?)
You been on my mind
You been running through it, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know I never did you wrong
Even though I'm right here by the phone, dawg
You know you never used to call
Keep it that way now

I'll treat you like you're dead right now
I'm on your head right now
You wanna fuck with me so bad right now
Well, now you can't right now, oh

Mama told me she was gon' stop fuckin' 'round with that nigga ('round with that nigga)
Told me she was clean, but I'm knowin' that her ass a deceiver
My mama told me that she love me, don't believe her
When she get drunk, she hit me up, mad with a fever like whoa
You ain't even all that pretty
You ain't even all that, nigga
You ain't helpin' out with me, God won't forgive you
Shit
You ain't even all that pretty
You ain't even all that, nigga
You ain't helpin' out with me, God won't forgive you
(Shit, shit, shit, damn, damn)

You know I never did you wrong
Even though I'm right here by the phone, dawg
You know you never used to call
Keep it that way now

I'll treat you like you're dead right now
(I'll treat you like you're dead)
I'm on your head right now
You wanna fuck with me so bad right now
(Well, now you can't)
Well, now you can't right now, oh

Treat you like you're dead right now
I'm on your head right now
You wanna fuck with me so bad right now
Well, now you can't right now, oh

Written by:
David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Jasper Lee Harris, Montero Lamar Hill, Noel Goring, Thomas Levesque

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