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I got blood on my wrist and the devil in my head
What's the point in livin' if I'm livin' like I'm fucking dead
I got 99 problems that will never go away
Taking a bullet to my brain watching my body slowly turn to gray
Get out my way, if you got shit to say, say it to my face
Give me some space, I don't even want your hoe cause she so fake
Raising the stakes, with each step I take, no room for snakes
Well that's okay, I've sealed my fate and now we just gotta wait
Don't need the fame, I'm just tryna kill some pain
I be livin' on the fast lane, watch as I go out in flames
All these bitches wanna ride my wave but they fucking lame
I got no time for games, man I don't even know your name
It's all the same, might go insane
Sometimes I sit here and I wonder what you want from me
Nothing has changed, might lose my way
Does it matter if I chase a dream that is too far away
See the bloodstains on my hands and the hole that's in my chest
Sittin' here, countin' down the days until I'm put to rest
I got 99 problems man, I'm just trying my best
Looking for some meaning in this life I've yet to understand
I got blood on my wrist shitty thoughts that infest
Every night is a battle and the journey keeps taking me west
99 problems but they're all up in my head
Drowning in my fucking misery I still gotta smile and pretend