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Ride 'round town chest full of weed smoke
Life turned around almost feels illegal
Thoughts in my head makin' me go evil
Ten packs a day smokin' on some weak souls
I cannot cry no more for a bitch
All my niggas downin' six pints and a fifth
This game fuckin' sucks, wake me up from this trip
Sorry that your woman was just suckin' on my tip
Dick in the back of my backpack
Glock wit' attachments
Ten for the opps ten more for my past friends
Spoke to the Hatman bruhs like what's happenin'?
Bugs in the walls of my fallen down cabin
Cavernous in mind all my presence is online
And i'm runnin' outta time, everything won't just be fine
I'm so tired of y'all lyin'
I'm so tired of y'all lyin'
Loves for the weak so "HATE"s tatted on my hand
I can't show my tears even though we best friends
Everything in life is telling me i'm finna end
Drinkin' while I drive i'm tryna see this car bend
See this hoe bend arch back wit' her hips
I can't feel a thing but she feelin' on my dick
Graveyard Gang in the back servin' 'tris
And we been servin' cvnt nigga, watch out for your bitch
Don't leave me here alone again
I can't stand this feeling man
Blood pours out my bleedin' hands
Whats my worth? I'm breathin' less
Eyes roll back see the back of my skull
Drag me to hell and feast on my soul
These are just things I deserve, I don't know
Sad all the time but I swear no one knows
Ride 'round town chest full of weed smoke
Life turned around almost feels illegal
Thoughts in my head makin' me go evil
Ten packs a day smokin' on some weak souls
I won't cry no more for a bitch
All my niggas downin' six pints and a fifth
This game fuckin' sucks, wake me up from this trip
Sorry that your woman was just suckin' on my tip