BMXXing (Explicit)
Machine Gun Kelly"BMXXing (Explicit)" is a song by Machine Gun Kelly, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:32 long and contains 62 lines and 473 words.
Lyrics
0:07Yeah
0:08I'm tryna skate through life so I've been on my grind
0:1050-50 chance I'll land on my feet and that's fine
0:13Life was always a gamble
0:13So as long as I can readjust my bearings
0:15I'll be good for these street rides no street signs
0:18Follow my heart to where the sun in the East rise
0:20Away from nights where all I can do is eat fries
0:23Always been bipolar if l rewind
0:25Footage throwing up middle fingers and a peace sign
0:27Handle bars like I ride BMX
0:29But handle my emotions like I got PMS
0:31'Cause growing up there wasn't episodes on PBS
0:33Explaining how to raise children that got PTS
0:36Not every life can be saved by the EMS
0:38And there's damage in my brain from these EMF's
0:40God knows it's been a ruff ryde like DMX
0:43We still pull up twenty deep like we BMF
0:45Marriage ain't the only promise you should keep till death
0:47Loyalty is worth more than any degree of success
0:49Yes I would trade in every single one of my checks
0:52Before I stop repping this city on my Mitchell & Ness uh
0:56In the nighttime having day dreams like
0:58La-da da-da-da
1:00Didn't have a lifeline turning eighteen like
1:02La-da da-da-da
1:05Probably should've flatlined but I'm still fine like
1:07La-da da-da-da
1:09Even at the crash site I could still fly like
1:12La-da da-da
1:12Yeah summertimes never really hit
1:14Because I've been working jobs since a little kid
1:16Always been too tall my clothes couldn't fit
1:19Closest I've been to having dollars was listening to 50 Cent
1:21But with this pen I've killed many men
1:23I'm trying to go international from this minivan
1:26The AC broke but still let me vent
1:28Bought a keyboard to make beats but spent the rent
1:30Forgot I had a blunt in my pocket and now it's bent
1:32Probably stuck between my gun and a ball of lint
1:35Wish I was a baller but instead I'm on a bench
1:37Stuck with memories of Dad calling Mom a *****
1:39Common sense knows I won't be an athlete
1:42And no girl's gonna want me with this acne
1:44Absorbing negative vibes I'm attracting
1:46Started rapping all a sudden got a rap sheet
1:48Last week in a cop car in the backseat
1:50Watching a familiar face that I knew pass me
1:53Jealousy draining my energy just like a gas leak
1:55Acting like I'm Leo if you all ask me I am Great Gatsby yeah uh
2:00In the nighttime having day dreams like
2:02La-da da-da-da
2:04Didn't have a lifeline turning eighteen like
2:06La-da da-da-da
2:09Probably should've flatlined but I'm still fine like
2:11La-da da-da-da
2:13Even at the crash site I could still fly like
2:16BNYX
2:18Uh uh keep goin' like da-da-da-da-da
2:23Yeah life sucks sometimes **** it da-da-da-da-da
2:27Yeah yeah yeah keep goin' like da-da-da-da-da
2:32Mm-mm
Yeah I'm tryna skate through life so I've been on my grind 50-50 chance I'll land on my feet and that's fine Life was always a gamble So as long as I can readjust my bearings I'll be good for these street rides no street signs Follow my heart to where the sun in the East rise Away from nights where all I can do is eat fries Always been bipolar if l rewind Footage throwing up middle fingers and a peace sign Handle bars like I ride BMX But handle my emotions like I got PMS 'Cause growing up there wasn't episodes on PBS Explaining how to raise children that got PTS Not every life can be saved by the EMS And there's damage in my brain from these EMF's God knows it's been a ruff ryde like DMX We still pull up twenty deep like we BMF Marriage ain't the only promise you should keep till death Loyalty is worth more than any degree of success Yes I would trade in every single one of my checks Before I stop repping this city on my Mitchell & Ness uh In the nighttime having day dreams like La-da da-da-da Didn't have a lifeline turning eighteen like La-da da-da-da Probably should've flatlined but I'm still fine like La-da da-da-da Even at the crash site I could still fly like La-da da-da Yeah summertimes never really hit Because I've been working jobs since a little kid Always been too tall my clothes couldn't fit Closest I've been to having dollars was listening to 50 Cent But with this pen I've killed many men I'm trying to go international from this minivan The AC broke but still let me vent Bought a keyboard to make beats but spent the rent Forgot I had a blunt in my pocket and now it's bent Probably stuck between my gun and a ball of lint Wish I was a baller but instead I'm on a bench Stuck with memories of Dad calling Mom a ***** Common sense knows I won't be an athlete And no girl's gonna want me with this acne Absorbing negative vibes I'm attracting Started rapping all a sudden got a rap sheet Last week in a cop car in the backseat Watching a familiar face that I knew pass me Jealousy draining my energy just like a gas leak Acting like I'm Leo if you all ask me I am Great Gatsby yeah uh In the nighttime having day dreams like La-da da-da-da Didn't have a lifeline turning eighteen like La-da da-da-da Probably should've flatlined but I'm still fine like La-da da-da-da Even at the crash site I could still fly like BNYX Uh uh keep goin' like da-da-da-da-da Yeah life sucks sometimes **** it da-da-da-da-da Yeah yeah yeah keep goin' like da-da-da-da-da Mm-mm
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