R.I.P. 2 My Youth (Demo) 歌词

RIP to my youth And you could call this the funeral I'm just telling the truth And you can play this at my funeral Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping Might be a sinner and I might be a saint I'd like to be proud but somehow I'm ashamed Might move out down south to LA We were thinking modest maybe get a little mansion Save her in the tropics but we're off in Laurel Canyon Mama said if I really want it then I can have it, yeah RIP to my youth I was sixteen when I got tattooed I was twenty-one when I first got paid Got a million bucks, spit it up five ways, yeah I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me (front of me, ah-ah) RIP to my youth Baby, you could call this the funeral I'm just telling the truth And you can play this at my funeral Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping Might make a shirt and put it in hot topic Buy it by myself, off the shelf, make profit Louis V slippers when I walk in the office Give me Rob Stringer or I won't start talking I had all the options Almost Simon, Rick and Jimmy breakfast I would leave all going in the city, yeah And RIP to those years, I was always crying But I wouldn't show tears I wasn't a man but I couldn't man up I don't think I'm bad, I just think I'm bad luck I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me (front of me, ah-ah) RIP to my youth Baby, you could call this the funeral I'm just telling the truth Yeah, you could play this at my funeral Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping Might make a shirt and put it in hot topic Buy it by myself, off the shelf, make profit