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Oh no not again, what the f*** is you doing just stop it
Can't handle this s***
Yet I'm stuck in a traffic of endless pre-visions of death in the attic
The f*** am I suppose to just say that I got it?
No sleep and I'm running
Hella booze on the set, blunt smoke in the air while I'm dead
That demon figure out how to spend another rack
While the rest of the squad doing coke in the back
But nah what the f***
Just think that I'm stuck in f***** infinity circles of pain in the dark
And It's really like piercing my head with this bloody ideas of hanging myself with a mark
Oh now you get it?
F***** up, whole bottle down a throat now the whole squad with it
You got yourself mixed in a wrong way with it
Now you're stuck f***** up can't get away with it
Oh I'm the same, nothing to blame
The difference I'm steady controlling my game
And I really just dont give a f*** about the fame
Couse it don't really mean f***** s*** in my lane
Wow bring it back now
Back to back putting stacks on a side
Back to back on a track now
Tryna' keep it moving how the f*** am I alive now
I should lay on a floor deep down in my blood now

Walking around the field covered in bodies
Don't give a f*** about s***
Death all around me can't find me
Beside me my blade like I'm Musasi in this b****
Being alone is the only s*** I got to face
Nothing but pace bloody tears on my face
Boy you a b**** you can't keep up the pace
And that h** is the only thing I got to lace
Came all the way give a f*** what you say
Pulling s*** out h** just came for the play
Stacks on my neck boy you know Ima' slay
And really just don't give a f*** but the game
Busy as f*** but like still I ain't done
Still she be dancing but she ain't the one
Numb to the pain b**** I'm numb to the bone
I be staying in darkness until I am done h**

First of b**** I'm A to the geneda
Semi automatic ‘cause I’m sleeping with the demon
The finest of the blades lay hands on my belly yeah
Really it don't matter whatchu better on my celly nah
Yeah crime pays broke stays on my low days
Fillipin' mind states till my dick brakes
Shadow clones runnin’ on them blood lakes
Whatcha say? I'll take my blade
We can run away some day f*** them just slay
I couldn't give a f*** less
Now you fake b****es on my dick how my blood taste?
Ask your own b**** how my pics she a f*** face
You just fast walkin' move b**** got my blood race
They run around but they ain't got no sound
Now I’ma show you what it's all about
They want that clout yeah b**** no doubt
Fake hoes droppin' dead from north to south yeah

Run up on a f*** boy no assistance
Honeymoon dead bodies in a instance
Lookin’ for a zombie dead b**** not a mistress
I’ma go f*** around and just get another misfit yeah
Swear to god got my s*** right
Swear to god swear to god got my s*** right
Swear to god swear to god got my s*** right
Swear to god I got my s*** right
Swear to god swear to god got my s*** right
Swear to god swear to god got my s*** right
Swear to god swear to god got my s*** right
Swear to god I got my s*** right

Swear to god wait b**** I insist
To put you fake b****es and them hoes on a twist
I’ma disappear like zabuza in the mist
That boy he a b**** drop him down from a list
Now I drink too much second bottle down
1 liter white s*** no problem now
Thumpetty thump thump b**** you done now
Little hoe you a scrub come come on now
Now you f***in’ with the baddest in the area
Sick f***s coming 'lil b**** I’ma bury ya
Get her with the better with the cheddar
You a getter now it’s funny how I rather get a realer than a better ha?
You ain't mad lil b**** you just talk a lot
F*** around get a case now your mouth shut
They be pullin' up like we friends I don’t trust that
No feelings but I feel like you lost that yeah

All them tears now I just need a conversation
Your attitude is really nagging to my patience
I go and scream the middle field for contemplation
B**** you really did a trick my s*** wide open like you Jason
Don’t take too long don’t need that s*** over embracing
Let me get over you gonna see what you be facing
It’s really hard for me to get that confirmation
But you having hella fun like you be sitting on vacation

My brother with me poppin’ pills we zoning out, yeah
I understand my state of mind that’s why it’s so impossible for me to loose my head and loose my f***ing craft yeah
I get too busy ’cause I know what I'm about b***
Things getting tricky my emotions moving out
Oh s*** you really thought we gonna be coolin’ now
Well should’ve thought about this s*** when you ignored my f***ing mouth
Now all them dreams daily f***ing with my head, damn
Was waking up like every day with you not there was contemplating if I maybe would not rather just be dead yeah
Them situations really want me turning bad
Them situations want me breaking hearts in bed
Don’t give a f*** you b**** I rather just be mad instead of walking with my head all day and staying hella sad ay

Was waking up like every day with you not there was contemplating if I maybe would not rather just be dead yeah
Don’t give a f*** you b**** I rather just be mad instead of walking with my head all day and staying hella sad ay

All them tears now I just need a conversation
Your attitude is really nagging to my patience
I go and scream the middle field for contemplation
B*** you really did a trick my s*** wide open like you Jason
Don’t take too long don’t need that s*** over embracing
Let me get over you gonna see what you be facin'
It’s really hard for me to get that confirmation
But you having hella fun like you be sitting on vacation

Think about a knife slowly cuttin' your throat
Later think about a girl slowly puttin' on your coat
Lipstick on her lips, holy s*** she glows
Later think about you dancin' but you steppin' on her toes
Now realize that all this happens in the f***in' dream
All this hoes and all this blood you drink it fast like it's some lean
Why you textin' me if you dont wanna text?
Why you talkin' shit? B*** put me to the test
I'm like, s*** no stress ay, s*** god bless ay
S*** They always want more and leavin' less
Chocolate chip cookies lookin' faded watchin' movies
Weak body, lookin' bloody, dark waters they're too muddy
F*** with the boss, come too close get rekt like hoes
Oreos, rate 'em h*** than plan your shows
Rick Ross, they sniff this s*** they overdose
Less More's, holy s*** yes it snows
Pop 'em pop 'em thangs rover range
Keep it keep it low, tryna change ay
Stoner stoned? Lotta blame
Oh we f***ed you up? What a shame
Why you tryna act? Can't do non
Talkin' with 'em fakes now I hear a ringin' phone
Ridin' in that Benz, now it's gone
Talkin' all that s*** after few shots bitch you're done
White on white, boy I'm bringin' styles
I be runnin' like that a 100 miles
Nah I ain't talkin' miles b****, I'm talkin' days
Boy you doin' wrong you supposed to change your ways
Flexin' with them chains, it's all about the brain
You ain't trynna give all you do is f***in' gain
Think you know the pain? Feelin' like it's rain?
Nah b**** it's all the steps you've taken outta lane
Miss me with this s*** couse I be gettin' lit
Searchin' for that real like I'm running through the wheat (yeah)
Bottles poppin’ hard, yeah boy I'm servin' heat
Upstairs we gettin' high, downstairs you go to sleep

Say you be gunnin’ and doing a chase
Lacking all day now you all in my face
F*** what you say b**** you still on a lace
Better for you I be countin’ them days
Took me a life just to keep up the pace
I be a god I'ma follow my ways
I'ma be humble you stay in your place
F***ed up a case you a f***ing disgrace
Say you be gunnin’ and doing a chase
Lacking all day now you all in my face
F*** what you say b**** you still on a lace
Better for you I be countin’ them days
Took me a life just to keep up the pace
I be a god I'ma follow my ways
I'ma be humble you stay in your place
F***ed up case you a f***ing disgrace

All black on a scene you can feel this
And I got all black
Everything on block for your b****
If she still wanna come sit here
Tell your b**** I ain’t with this
They be pullin’ up like who is this
And I can’t really feel or just associate
With this fake ass b****es on a scene
Like what is this
Cuttin’ them off I be running it back
Doing my s*** give a f*** ‘bout the check
Doing my s*** got no fakes on a deck
Stay in my way I be slashin’ that neck
Really don’t need to have s*** on my wrist
I be doing this s*** now shoutout to Chris
Numb all the way no emotions with this
But I just be killing them hoes no assist

Say you be gunnin’ and doing a chase
Lacking all day now you all in my face
F*** what you say b**** you still on a lace
Better for you I be countin’ them days
Took me a life just to keep up the pace
I be a god I'ma follow my ways
I'ma be humble you stay in your place
F***ed up case you a f***ing disgrace

F***ed up kidneys from drinking all of them bottles
Hoes used to diss me me but now I be f***ing models
Deadly ways now, life is a fiction
Give a f*** about this s*** that’s my addiction
Rollin’ thru’ the cemetery chillin’ at your grave
F***ing thoughts just pouring out on deadly calls like it’s a wave
I don’t really have to take your f***ing time like just to say
That’s the vision bloody falls now I want it to pave the way

I could’ve drop that s***
I don’t even give a f*** about what you saying now
I could’ve drop that s***
I don’t even give a f*** about what you saying now

No commission I’m slashing the opposition
I’m on the mission my mirror deadly edition
Souls fall like they be wishing
Cemetery snow glazing upon my vision
No commission I’m slashing the opposition
I’m on the mission my mirror deadly edition
Souls fall like they be wishing
Cemetery snow glazing upon my vision

I could’ve drop that s***
I don’t even give a f*** about what you saying now
I could’ve drop that s***
I don’t even give a f*** about what you saying now

Got a lot f***in’ up all the gates
F*** all that past I be winnin’ the race
Boy you a b**** you can’t keep up the pace
You can look for my s*** I ain’t leavin’ no trace
Now you can see like it’s all in my face
See all that pain you can feel through the bass
Yeah I be winning you loosin’ the case
Now I strike through the hades ain’t feelin' disgrace

Call back need help in an instance
Few steps process all the things miss
Back on a track I’m dead you a drag
Come back to that fag
Lost quiz that’s your thing miss
You decide on your own resistance
Blood type them hoes bloody sisters
Just joined them group of sinners
I lead this squad of winners
Death spinners, no dinners
Dead souls this hearts are with us
I don’t need you to tell me s***
’Cause I got my ways I don’t need no quitters
All this hoes yeah f***in’ up the game
Ain’t no game yeah it’s all in the brain
All the pain how I made my name
Give a f*** ’bout this s***
’Cause it’s all the same

Going back tho that’s a new me
And it's not everything that it would be
That's a face of a dead man's walk
But I place pure steps on my way to the grave g
It’s a 2 seat on my new feet
It’s a trace bloody steps on my new sheet
Call back five kills that's a penta
Lost souls I’m dead on my way huh
Going back tho that’s a new me
And it's not everything that it would be
That's a face of a dead man's walk
But I place pure steps on my way to the grave g
It’s a 2 seat on my new feet
It’s a trace bloody steps on my new sheet
Call back five kills that's a penta
Lost souls I’m dead on my way huh