No Storage

By BoostJam

On HEDERA

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[Intro]

Yeah (Paradise)

Yeah


[Chorus]

So many thoughts, nowhere to store 'em

Can't even load my notes, my iPhone Pro got no more storage

Huh, I need to go up soon, ain't nothin' unique, I'm gettin' bored

I'm ready to rock out, this the calm before the storm (I'm a- I'm a- I'm a-)


[Post-Chorus]

Where the hell you think you goin'?

You ain't givin' up that easy, this ain't even your final form

Where the hell you think you headed?

Don't know where I'm on my way to, but this jour-


[Verse]

(Yeah) Yeah, the show 'bout to begin

They ain't tryna see my cutscenes, they tryna skip to the end

It feel like I'm the backup, these might not be my friends

Tryna see if you rock with me or you just playin' pretend

I notice I can barely speak when I cry

Ain't goin' back to my old ways, man, I would rather die

See, life's a rollercoaster, I ain't ready for the ride, but all I do is (Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up)

Turn up, turn their heads, yeah

Turn up, turn their heads, yeah

Turn up, turn their heads, yeah

I've been goin' ham, finna be doin' this all year, ah

I've been goin' dumb, I've been goin'- I can't say that

Make five songs in a day, I got too much time on my hands, yeah

It's only a matter of time, just like the flu, the word gon' spread, yeah

The day I switch on the bro is the same day I'm gon' end up dead, yeah

The day you mess with my bro, the same day you'll get ripped to shreds, yeah

That's just how I move

Gotta change the way I step, the way that I maneuver

I'm Sleek, sucka, I might change my name like Jane Remover

A day in your life is a nightmare for me, you're such a loser

Yeah, I've been goin' out my body

I get high off life, not off of drugs, I've never tried it

These suckas sellin' shirts for a whole band, I ain't buyin'

These suckas sayin' that they gettin' bands, I don't buy it (Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up)


[Chorus]

So many thoughts, nowhere to store 'em

Can't even load my notes, my iPhone Pro got no more storage

Huh, I need to go up soon, ain't nothin' unique, I'm gettin' bored

I'm ready to rock out, this the calm before the storm


[Post-Chorus]

Where the hell you think you goin'?

Where the hell you think you goin'?

Where the hell you think you goin'?

Where the hell you think you goin'?

Where the hell you think you goin'?

Where the hell you think you goin'?