Letras
Storming in black mask
Big bucks pack rats
Drain his savings on a fix
Addiction cause a fast lapse
Back pack
No track
Trace him
Off the porch back
Fuck how I feel
Cuz I feel like I'm not owed that
Overdosed veins, fuck, going both ways
Little boy want noticed
But we noticed one thing
Pace up
Why must
I be the last up
Always left behind
You'll slide through the backdrop
Dumped off boy better pray for a blood clot
Rush through the vein, hot ice like a gun shot
Needle and the pipe fucked up off the crushed rocks
Dumb bitch waste away your life in the bus stop
Looking for a fix need a fix
Bitch with the kids in the whip, fix
Cause a legacy of pigs with
Trash ass thoughts
No last that lot
And the Cycle will repeat
Until that trash ass gone