Текст песни
I dont even want to try no more
Idk how to feel
Huh
I'm not even mad
Cuz i know how it feel
Really life trippin everything bad
Idk how its real
Make my money let it go to my head
Idgaf gun to my head
I want a grammy
Give it to my mammy
Ill sell my soul and live forever move to other planets
Spending the time i took for granted use my life advantage
Or let my gas drop
Party at my last stop
Since you died
I don't try
When you died
I'm callin my friends less
Can't keep up my lifestyle
Run out of reasons
Sleep with all my lights on
Barely can breathe
All this green inside my right lung
My left lung bleed into the mic
I pour what's left within my heart
A hole expanding every month
Into new parts i will disarm my feelings
Farm the weeping soul