Might Not
Belly, The Weeknd"Might Not" is a song by Belly, The Weeknd, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:32 long and contains 66 lines and 507 words.
Lyrics
0:14Everybody around me saying I should relax
0:17Cause I been going hard till my eyes roll back but
0:21All I want to do is forget about my past
0:24And smoke a little w**d really nothing too drastic
0:28Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smiling
0:32Probably cause I'm faded or I'm chilling with the fans and
0:35Not really the type to let a nigga talk back
0:39But I'm let it slide cause my niggas too violent
0:43Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habit
0:46Even if they had a million dollars they'd be trapping
0:50Got a couple girls shooting movies on the mattress
0:53Then I hit the booth make the motherf**king soundtrack
0:57Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma
1:01Then I get em faded off that super fantastic
1:04Roll that grandmaster smell it through the plastic
1:08Nobody can handle me I'm gone when the sh*t's too strong
1:12The night's too long
1:14I took too much and I've gone too far
1:17And I might not make it
1:20I might not make it
1:22This time I might not make it
1:24I might not make it
1:27I might not make it
1:29This time I might not make it
1:32I might not make it
1:34I might not make it
1:36This time I might not make it
1:39I might not
1:40B**ches know told a ho it's different strokes for different folks
1:43Came up out the north we was playing with a different snow
1:47Took my niggas from the four-one to pacific coast
1:51We no longer put no fish scale on the fishing boat
1:54Listen ho I know all you b**ches want is liquor smoke liquor smoke
1:59I know all you b**ches want is **** and dough **** and dough
2:02Told her you don't gotta make it difficult
2:05Baby sit calm we don't need another episode
2:10Hippy b**ches sending me titty pictures
2:13She told me no religion was the new religion
2:16She said she don't believe in god but her shoes christian
2:20I heard she serving everybody like the soup kitchen
2:23Getting hoes higher getting hoes higher
2:26She got work in the morning I'm getting hoes fired
2:31Why the f**k you call it purp when you mix it pink
2:34You know I f**king mix the drinks when the sh*t's too strong
2:38The night's too long
2:40I took too much and I've gone too far
2:43And I might not make it
2:46I might not make it
2:48This time I might not make it
2:50I might not make it
2:53I might not make it
2:55This time I might not make it
2:58I might not make it
3:00I might not make it
3:02This time I might not make it
3:05I might not
3:05The night's too long
3:07I might not make it
3:09I might not make it
3:10Oh no I might not make it
3:16I might not make it
3:17Oh no I might not make it
3:23I might not make it
3:25Oh no I might not make it
3:30I might not make it
3:32Oh no I might not make it
Everybody around me saying I should relax Cause I been going hard till my eyes roll back but All I want to do is forget about my past And smoke a little w**d really nothing too drastic Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smiling Probably cause I'm faded or I'm chilling with the fans and Not really the type to let a nigga talk back But I'm let it slide cause my niggas too violent Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habit Even if they had a million dollars they'd be trapping Got a couple girls shooting movies on the mattress Then I hit the booth make the motherf**king soundtrack Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma Then I get em faded off that super fantastic Roll that grandmaster smell it through the plastic Nobody can handle me I'm gone when the sh*t's too strong The night's too long I took too much and I've gone too far And I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not B**ches know told a ho it's different strokes for different folks Came up out the north we was playing with a different snow Took my niggas from the four-one to pacific coast We no longer put no fish scale on the fishing boat Listen ho I know all you b**ches want is liquor smoke liquor smoke I know all you b**ches want is **** and dough **** and dough Told her you don't gotta make it difficult Baby sit calm we don't need another episode Hippy b**ches sending me titty pictures She told me no religion was the new religion She said she don't believe in god but her shoes christian I heard she serving everybody like the soup kitchen Getting hoes higher getting hoes higher She got work in the morning I'm getting hoes fired Why the f**k you call it purp when you mix it pink You know I f**king mix the drinks when the sh*t's too strong The night's too long I took too much and I've gone too far And I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not The night's too long I might not make it I might not make it Oh no I might not make it I might not make it Oh no I might not make it I might not make it Oh no I might not make it I might not make it Oh no I might not make it
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