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foreign.whip
- Pull up in a Foreign, pull up in a whip
- Wake up the mornin', feelin' like shit
- Nothin' is important, not even friendship
- Life just gets so borin', sometimes I wan' skip
- Pull up in a Wraith, yeah, pull up in a whip
- Can't look at my face, yeah, I guess this is it
- I'm a damn disgrace, yeah, so I'll sip and I'll sip
- 'Cause I feel like a mistake, yeah, in the abyss
- 'Cause this just might be my misfortune, here's a portion
- Bitch, I'm in the foreign, she do this shit, extortion
- Maybe mama shoulda got an abortion, yeah
- In my coffin, who is walkin'? Who be talkin'?
- Sellin' my heart at an auction, had to take caution
- Silence ain't an option, I keep pill poppin'
- Know mama watchin', I was kickin' rocks in
- She wan' beat my face in, I hate this, body droppin'
- When we zoom in, what we doin'
- Kept on cruisin', don't wanna lose this, ayy
- 'Cause, why'd I do this? So like, screw this
- Said, ayy, screw it, uh, I guess I won't get through this
- Can't get through my bed, don't know what I'm doin' yet
- I play the clarinet, smoke a cigarette, go take my meds
- And the rumors spread, I feel so much dread
- So fuck my rep, I'll eat all this lead
- High lead levels, soon enough, I be dead
- Sometimes I regret, uh, wakin' up in cold sweats
- I still remember yo' texts, can we put this on hold yet?
- Baby, this a cold death, shit, yeah, this is gettin' old, yeah yeah
- I come back in bold, yeah, one wrong step and you dead
- 3 to the head, 3 to the chest, no vest
- Bitches don't care if you 9 or 10
- They don't care if you a kid in the damn playpen
- Guns everywhere, gun violence in my fucking head
- You can hear the gun sounds even in yo' own home
- Shots to his own dome, he ain't pickin' up his own phone
- Nobody safe in this neighborhood, yeah
- Goddamn, you gotta stay strapped
- And if I don't know you, lil' bitch, better stay back
- Cash on me, lil' bitch, in your own house, you ain't safe
- In your own room, you're a slave, ayy
- And even if you still so brave
- You'll die one day like that boy named Dave, yeah
- Gun sounds everywhere, it's yo' grave
- My heart I gave, can I be saved? Mama told me, "Behave"
- Fuck my lungs up, dance like rave, put gun in microwave
- Fucked up, life's so unsafe, suicidal thoughts, my mind's a cave
- I cave in, the pain comes in waves, yeah
- And goddamn, you got my name engraved
- On yo' arm and yo' fuckin' waist
- I know that this ain't what we wanted, got me dazed
- Spaced out, leave hoes amazed, memories erased
- Mama was a saint, sleep paralysis, haste
- I can't take this, got the toothpaste
- But life still unsafe, hoes act based
- These demons I've faced (my entire life) drugs got laced
- Wit' fentanyl, hoes try to sell ya drugs, it don't taste
- (Good) good, so stay the fuck away, ayy
- And I know that the way we was raised
- Was wrong, terrible, terrifyin' on every level
- I acknowledge that hoes was fuckin' wit' my mental
- It's horrifyin' how even yo' friends can be the devil
- It's horrible and scary that guns could be pointed to yo' temple
- When you sleep, you ain't safe, you ain't even fuckin' special
- Yo' parents die one way or another, foot on the pedal
- Rebels never settle, they ain't gentle
- Blowin' steam off like tea in a kettle, ayy
- Barrel of a gun pointed to yo' face wit' potential
- To kill yo' ass and erase any successful
- Potential you had in ya, even pencils
- Can be weapons in this neighborhood, pencils made outta metal
- Straight to the eye, suicide, instrumental
- Temperamental, dance with the devil, be careful
- Hoes'll kill your ass in general, several
- Times hoes got verbal, hot like a thermal
- Blood on my journal, I'm smokin' herbal
- I run 'round in circles, blood lookin' really purple
- Hoes fertile, call up Colonel, words so hurtful
- In my shell like a turtle, hurdle, fuck me up, internal
- External pain universal, my funeral for eternal
- Wonderful how you fuck me up, commercials
- She want me dead, yeah, goddamn, hoes act powerful
- You know it's painful, hoes ungrateful
- Hoes tryna fuck up everyone's facials, unable
- To get away from the fatal reality that there are no angels
- This neighborhood is unstable wit' they insanity fabkles
- We ain't stable, we so damn rageful and hateful
- Steps predatory, women here ain't even graceful
- E'eryone want you dead, they'll unplug yo' cables
- And I swear to God, hoes never stay faithful
- It's hard to find real love in this place due to the labels
- The finality of this shit is laid out on the table
- 'Cause hoes'll kill you faster than it bein' fatal
- 'Cause, yeah, mama's put babies in they cradles
- But the next day some of 'em pass away and fade away, here lies April
- Shit, goddamn, hoes are able to bring racial
- Shit into they arguments, it's crazy, yeah
- Pull up in a Foreign, pull up in a whip
- My views are distorted, cannot fix it
- Gotta re record it, 'cause she is just a bitch
- Life is fucking horrid, torrid, sometimes my grave I dig
- Pull up in a Wraith, yeah, pull up in a whip
- Mama always say, yeah, "I don't do relationships"
- Knowin' I ain't okay, yeah, I'll never fuckin' win
- 'Cause I feel like this every day, yeah, and my demons just grin, yeah
- Fuck you on? Yeah, fuck you on? Yeah
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