
I wonder what's gon' be on top my tombstone
I wonder what they gon' say when I'm gone
Yeah I could feel it yeah I'm so so close
But I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost
Yeah I'll be damned
Yeah I'll be fucked
Yeah I'll be pissed
Rollin' in my grave
Trippin' like a bitch
Cause I ain't make it to none of the shit I'm posed' to get
I never right my wrongs, I just write these songs yeah
Smokin' on Cheech and Chong fuck it, it change my tone yeah
Aye same fuckin' phone number I don't pick up just because
I need blue stripe one hundreds just feel like I'm enough aye
I wonder what's gon' be on top my tombstone
I wonder what they gon' say when I'm gone
Yeah I could feel it yeah I'm so so close
But I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost
Yeah I got home at 3AM
Right after a session
My bitch was kinda pissed cause she was waiting up for me
You already you baby
I'm trynna be me
Don't gotta be rude baby
I'm trynna get T'd
T'd like Jesus, my circle decreases
I seen real ones turn to enemies cause
Jealousy catch like fever
And it makes me go ape shit like Caesar
I wonder what's gon' be on top my tombstone
I wonder what they gon' say when I'm gone
Yeah I could feel it yeah I'm so so close
But I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah
Yeah I'll be damned if I made it almost