DEAD 2 ME FREESTYLE

I always been a real thug

 

Karma that'll deal us

 

I'm on my knees, begging please

 

Don't like you at all but you're meant for me

 

Now you're dead to me

 

Now you're dead to me

 

Please stop textin' me

 

Don't send no texts to me, uh

 

 

 

These hoes know I came up, I'ma wake up

 

She was my day 2, not my day one

 

Like Drake, fuck all this fake love

 

When we break up then we make up, put on her makeup

 

Live my days up, 20k, cuh

 

I just got some dough, yeah, I'ma blow these games up

 

Make my way up, better pay up

 

You ain't paid up, why the fuck you lie? Bitch, go lay up

 

All the times I could barely fuckin' stay up

 

I know we ain't even do the same drugs

 

All I wanna do is just take drugs, get high

 

I got you all on my mind, uh

 

You bitches always just lie, huh

 

Get the dough, she switchin' sides

 

Please, tell me why, more than twice

 

I fell for you all day, all night

 

These bitches fake they snakes, alright?

 

I can't trust hoes fuck hoes, goodbye, uh

 

I'm just tryna get by, I get high get fried

 

All the times you'd waste my fuckin' time

 

Hate my life, hate my life, ooh-ooh

 

I hate it, I hate, I grab that knife, knife, knife

 

I'ma take yo' life, life, life, I been takin' lives, lives, lives

 

This shit ain't about no money

 

You really think you're so lucky

 

Fuck hoes up, knuckles bloody

 

Why the fuck you do not even love me?

 

Nobody even trust me, and yeah, no, we not friends

 

We enemies 'til the fuckin' end

 

You're dead to me, again and again

 

When you're next to me I begin to sweat

 

Feelin' all this dread, thoughts all in my head

 

I was at my lowest, I had to make the bed

 

Baby, you the closest, high off the meds

 

Celebrate my birthday, tears I shed

 

And when I was in first grade, I marked hoes with lead

 

Yeah, blow your candles out like birthday, kill myself instead

 

Today was the worst day, she left me on read

 

I knew that she left, she just call me sped

 

I cut hoes off like dreads, I ride down this sled

 

In the hospital bed, newly-wed

 

And shit that you said, hmm, I get the bread

 

She told me, "Go to bed" Got my shit, chrome red

 

These hoes be braindead, you know I ain't dead

 

 

 

I always been a real thug

 

Karma that'll deal us

 

I'm on my knees, begging please

 

Don't like you at all but you're meant for me

 

Now you're dead to me

 

Now you're dead to me

 

Please stop textin' me

 

Don't send no texts to me, uh

 

 

 

She a deadbeat, she know I'm dead meat

 

When she fuckin' texts me, I know that she deadly

 

She not really friendly, she wanna end me

 

Know I'm so envied, am I even ready?

 

Killed myself already, I'm dead, bitches so petty

 

Tom Petty, Tom Cruisin', got the semi

 

And she picks me up so gently

 

Can't trust a ho, they deadly

 

My raps, they very lengthy

 

I don't got friends but you got plenty

 

I ain't got many, I ain't really got any

 

Came in with the army, these burdens be so heavy

 

She just wanna party, I go on a frenzy

 

And she ain't really sorry, I hop in the Bentley

 

Baby, is you sorry? I just need the Henny

 

These bitches wanna party, Ma without the Remy

 

She feel on my heartbeat, she been feelin' trendy

 

She say she won't harm me, I'ma win an Emmy

 

These bitches so gnarly, inky like I'm Bendy

 

I call up Marty, slow and fuckin' steady

 

Baby, would you harm me? I loved you immensely

 

We take drugs at parties, she so fuckin' sexy

 

And yeah, oh-oh, she go to Denny's

 

She want me dead, she don't say it directly

 

Fuck you on 'bout? Consequently

 

I been gettin' dough at the assembly

 

She gon' fuck a ho she stare at me intensely

 

I can't trust a ho I'm in my 20s

 

I wan' take it slow so it don't affect me

 

I love you so baby look at me intently

 

Why they take my flow? I 'on't know, Elvis Presley

 

Wanna fuck with hoes, do not fuckin' test me

 

With all my bros, she wanna tempt me

 

I just love the dough, she want Fendi

 

I know she a ho, I know she resent me

 

Uh, uh, uh, Venti, Eddie, I'ma go call up Jenny

 

Miss you on Monday's, shit gets messy

 

Baby, wanna fuck, bae? This my medley

 

And I know these bitches won't lend me

 

They hearts, call up Kenji

 

I blow 'em out like confetti

 

Fuck 'em up, got Givenchy, got Givenchy

 

They just wan' befriend me, call up Leslie

 

Call up Lexi, I be tensing up, uh-uh, call up Jesse

 

I'm freshly squeezed, this love shit be hefty

 

Deathly, deathly, deathly.. she gon' undress me

 

She gon' undress me, she so zesty

 

Baby, don't stress me out

 

I know she wants me dead about now

 

 

 

I always been a real thug

 

Karma that'll deal us

 

I'm on my knees, begging please

 

Don't like you at all but you're meant for me

 

Now you're dead to me

 

Now you're dead to me

 

Please stop textin' me

 

Don't send no texts to me, uh