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MY SHIT, MY SHIT
- And I'm back up on my shit, my shit
- Walk in with a stick, a stick
- I just pulled up with a spliff, a spliff
- Got these bitches on my dick
- Really thinkin' he the shit
- He don't know who we with
- Walk in with a stick, walk in wit' a blick
- I been with the shits, shits, shits
- Back up on my shit, my shit
- And these hoes wanna judge, then judge
- Done fell outta love, out of love, out of love
- And I wanna feel your touch, feel yo' touch, feel yo' touch
- Think bitches pack a punch, pack a punch, pack a punch
- Shit be sickening, nobody's listening, my mission is
- To fuckin' kill these hoes, a visionary, hoes be trippin' quick
- They slippin' quick, I walk in with a stick, she a snitchin' bitch
- Bitches snitchin' quick, they get stitches quick
- I know, I know, that I ain't too self aware
- They say I'm selfish, I think that's unfair
- Baby, she so hellish, I'm broken beyond repair
- She know she the Devil, she be havin' affairs
- Baby, I'm a rebel, you know my kind be rare
- Feel the bass and treble, feel the motherfuckin' despair
- She know that she's trouble, yeah, she said it was fair and square
- I just got it doubled, doubled, bitch, let me clear the air
- Woah oh oh oh oh, in the atmosphere, she got me bare
- She said, "Bare with me, baby" She Nikki, I'm Bear
- Bitches wanna talk shit, frankly, I don't care
- She's just standin' there, I get these nightmares
- Want you right here, want you right there, woah oh
- For no reason at all, I begin to fall
- Drown my sorrows &pain with alcohol
- Vitriol, bitch, I got the Adderall, bitches fake, I don't hear your calls
- In the workshop, it's non stop, I gotta withdraw
- Got these claws I can't retract, I don't recall
- Ever fallin' in love for real, real, I cannot feel at all
- My bones have started to grow old, better call Saul
- Call up Paul, problems I can't solve, I got the ball, basketball
- Now these hoes wan' get involved, overall
- I been with my bitches, so baby, pass the ball
- Send the Addy, send the Addy, roamin' these halls
- Blood splatters on them walls, and I don't wan' fall
- Might fall though, might fall though, I feel so small
- Gotta stand tall, stand tall, bitch, I'm gon' dissolve
- Analog, these hoes play with me like dolls
- I tried to call you, you had me blocked, ethanol
- Bitches in my face, tryna download, tryn' install
- Is today the best day ever? This gon' be my downfall
- Fucked up so badly, cortisol, I wake up, and attempt to crawl
- As I slowly bleed out on your fuckin' kitchen floor
- And I remember how life was like before, but not anymore
- I can't take it anymore, no, no, I wanna die slow
- Baby, that ain't no typo, they do it for the hype, though
- I know, oh I know, I know, them fuckin' micro
- Aggressions aimed at me, bitches, they're all psychos
- Tryna fix my broken heart, fire, pyro
- Bitch, I'm a maniac, we in Rao, Rao
- Feel like 2Rare, 2Rare, bitch, I'm too rare, wake up, put on my coat
- Driftin' away from this love shit, Dynasty, no Shiloh
- 'Cause what is true love? I'm not sure, feel like the Rhino
- Searchin' for my Peter Parker as if I'm MJ
- Feeling fucked up like every damn day
- Like, what the fuck is love? She in my DMs
- I can't love a ho, she'd rather have me dead
- Thoughts in my brain, like, am I free yet?
- I've been so in pain, I'm a complete mess
- Bitches in my face, all of this fuck shit is some BS
- Fucking on your body, cryin', need a Kleenex
- Like, what the fuck you want me to do? Already went through 3 deaths
- Everybody 'round me be dyin', she wan' give me neck
- She wan' give me head, I'd rather be dead, I fuckin' see red
- When I bleed slow, bitch, I bleed red, you won't see me dead
- I keep checks, bitch, I need checks, I just need checks
- Them hoes ask if I got the weed yet, I'm in three best
- Rappers of the fuckin' century, bitch, fuck the free press
- And it got me pressed, it has me stressed
- I got ice on my neck, ice on my wrist, I'm with G 93X
- It's as deep as deep gets, all I really need is rest, I need rest
- She thinks I'm crazy, she askin' me, "Buy the Louie V yet?"
- And I'm back up on my shit, my shit
- Walk in with a stick, a stick
- I just pulled up with a spliff, a spliff
- Got these bitches on my dick
- Really thinkin' he the shit
- He don't know who we with
- Walk in with a stick, walk in wit' a blick
- I been with the shits, shits, shits
- Back up on my shit, my shit
- Pain in my head, bullets through my chest, I'm stuck in the deep end
- Off the medication, Lexapro, it's a scream fest
- Bitches screamin' as everybody bleeds, hoes fled north, I flee west
- Bitch I feel like Kanye West, all I really get is brief rest
- And I get dizzy as fuck, I'm tryna be best
- Tryna be better than you hoes, headrest
- Bitch, what's the subset? Are these hoes dead yet?
- Headdress, know they wantin' me dead, bed rest
- I wanna let myself rest but I gotta get dressed
- And I take one to the face, gettin' dizzy, my head's dead
- My head be dead weight, my brain be dead weight, put on my headset
- Begin to play games, bitch, I'm dead set
- On tryna fix my life, but can I fix my life? I grab that knife
- Fuckin' end my life, bitch, soon, you'll die, there's no paradise
- Is there heaven or hell or is it just all fake?
- And these hoes know I'll die soon, how much can I take?
- Before I lose myself to all of the hate? These hoes, they are snakes
- Don't care what they say, get money, get laid
- I'ma go and get paid, why is you in my face?
- Hoes done caught a case, fuck a bitch every day
- She wanna get laid, I get money, get pay
- She ask me 'bout my pay, get the fuck out my face
- I'm goin' blind to this new shit, them hoes want my K
- Pull up in the 'Bach &the motherfuckin' Wraith
- Hey Alexis, are you okay? 'Cause you don't seem like you're okay, okay
- And every motherfuckin' day, day day
- I wanna die but at the same time I don't, bro
- And I know that these hoes, they won't know
- Like, at this point, should I just go home?
- And these hoes they tell me to go home, go home
- And I won't pick up no phones, no phones
- Bitches wanna throw stones, throw stones
- At my windows, stuck in limbo, this bitch a bimbo
- Fuck a hoe, fuck this shit and fuck you too
- Kill yourself, you know it's true, you know the truth
- Like, what the fuck can I do? Can I do? Can I do?
- Can I fuck you slowly while we're in the fuckin' coupe?
- Can I hold you closely with the things I'll tell you?
- Are you my one and only? Like, why you in a mood?
- Why why you actin' brand new, brand new, brand new?
- Like, is this what hoes always gon' do? She left me blue
- She left me blue with my boo, was she ever my fuckin' boo?
- Talk to me for hours, for hours, for hours, for hours
- Searchin' for meaning, searchin' for power
- Pills on the counter, fuckin' you 'gainst the counter
- I'ma fuck her real hard, got her fucked up, arouse her
- And yeah, bitch, I ain't no debbie downer
- Walk in with a stick, them old hoes, they sour
- Bitch, what's this? These hoes suckin' dick for hours
- I just rolled up the stick', sticky, bitch, I'm the Prowler
- I ain't no Miles Morales (no Miles Morales)
- Walkin' through molasses (walkin' through molasses)
- I'm smokin' on gases (we smokin' on gases)
- I'm all with a bad bitch (I'm all with a bad bitch)
- She know she the baddest (ooh, know she the baddest)
- And I'm back up on my shit, my shit
- Walk in with a stick, a stick
- I just pulled up with a spliff, a spliff
- Got these bitches on my dick
- Really thinkin' he the shit
- He don't know who we with
- Walk in with a stick, walk in wit' a blick
- I been with the shits, shits, shits
- Back up on my shit, my shit
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