25 Lighters
Wifisfuneral Lyrics

Okay, like, 25 lighters on my dresser (ay)
The singer has 25 lighters on their dresser.

I woke up still dead, forgot to mention (ay)
The singer woke up feeling depleted and forgotten.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
The singer is tired of drugs and looking for a better solution.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
The artist is tired of drugs and looking for a better solution.

Okay, like, 25 lighters on my dresser (Okay)
The artist still has 25 lighters on their dresser.

I woke up still dead, forgot to mention (What?)
The singer feels depleted and forgotten once more.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Huh?)
The singer is seeking a better solution to drugs once more.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet?
The artist is tired of drugs and looking for a better solution.

Okay, like, smoking on this kill, I'm so fucked up, my life's a interlude
The artist is high off of marijuana and feels their life is stuck in a transitional phase.

Pretty sure I held my pride, if I can't die, like, what got into you?
The artist is confident they have their pride, but unsure of what motivates them to live.

People pushing on my whip now, hip now
People are now interested in the singer's car.

I just spent a quarter on my wrist, like, what that shit 'bout?
The artist just spent a lot of money on a watch.

This is real life, no cap, I'm on the tac, like "Check my fist now"
The singer is living in reality and wants to prove their strength.

Hol' up, like, keep your breath
The singer wants the listener to pause and take a moment.

I stay off edge, like, who my shit now?
The singer is cautious and wondering who is in control.

Listen, okay, all my life been deaded
The artist has been feeling depleted and forgotten their whole life.

Them man bust me 'till I'm restless
The artist is being threatened and cannot relax.

Bring it back, write my thoughts to mention
The singer wants to revisit their thoughts and express them more clearly.

Burn my past until it's present
The singer wants to let go of their past and move on.

You can't kill my soul, forget it
The artist is resilient and cannot be destroyed.

You too evil for my section
The artist doesn't want to be associated with someone negative.

Wait, like, tell me why I'm better then?
The artist wants to know what sets them apart from others.

This shit got my letterman
The singer is successful and has accomplished a lot.

Hand free smoke like cigarettes
The artist is smoking without using their hands.

They new shit now my biggest threat
The singer is threatened by new trends.

Like, bitch, I'm in my element
The singer is in their element and feeling confident.

Bring it back, brick back, hold that, uh
The singer wants to repeat a successful past action.

We can only minus with the toe tag
The only way to stop is by dying.

All up in the middle, run four flat, uh
The artist is moving quickly.

Okay, like, 25 lighters on my dresser (ay)
The singer still has 25 lighters on their dresser.

I woke up still dead, forgot to mention (ay)
The singer still feels depleted and forgotten.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
The artist is still tired of drugs and looking for a better solution.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Okay)
The artist is still tired of drugs and looking for a better solution.

Okay, like, 25 lighters on my dresser (Okay)
The artist still has 25 lighters on their dresser.

I woke up still dead, forgot to mention (What?)
The singer still feels depleted and forgotten.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet? (Huh?)
The artist is still seeking a better solution to drugs.

I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet?
The singer is still tired of drugs and looking for a better solution.

Now check this, whether you love me, or you hate me it's the same thing
The singer knows that regardless of how people feel about them, it doesn't change anything.

Keep my name alive and keep thinkin' you about to switch these lanes
The singer wants people to remember their name and not expect them to change.

Now let's not talk my pinky rings
The artist doesn't want their pinky rings to be a topic of conversation.

Silver surf my wave, you listenin'
The artist is surfing their own wave and wants people to listen.

Hunnids in the back door, check it in
The singer has a lot of money and is managing it.

Fast with the work like a Mexican
The singer is fast and efficient like a Mexican worker.

Like, why I still walk dead but this ain't past tense?
The artist wonders why they feel dead even though they are still alive.

I'm walkin' right through by my grave
The artist feels like they are living their life as if they are already dead.

These boys, they has-beens
The artist doesn't associate with people who have already had their peak.

You see, like 30,000 I could wipe my ass with
The singer has so much money that $30,000 isn't significant.

But I remember, I ain't had no place to crash with
The artist is grateful for where they are now, after not having a place to stay.

They want my energy, oh please, like they could have it
The singer knows their energy is valuable and isn't going to just give it away.

But I can't trust you in my circle if you cappin'
The singer won't trust someone who is lying to them.

Your wrist look just like Air Force 1's, all white, yeah, that's it
The singer is noting someone's wrist that looks like their all white Air Force 1s.

I'm smokin' kill inside this wood, that's straight boom-bap stick
The artist is smoking high quality marijuana.

You know that bitch, she not a 10, that hoe a catfish
The artist is pointing out that someone is pretending to be something they're not.

Inside my Louis duffle, what I clean them racks with
The singer uses their Louis duffle bag to clean their money.

I stretch that money like I'm Mr. Fantastic
The singer is able to make their money last a long time.

I stretch them rubber bands, poppin' just like elastic
The artist is stretching rubber bands to hold their money, and they snap back like elastic.

Like why they actin'?
The artist is questioning why people are acting a certain way.