Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now
Maybe i'll get my life back and find myself another use somehow.
Never stood up for myself
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
Gimme a chance to pick myself
I'm a mob by myself/
We can never be friends
I'm wishing my victims back to life to replace myself there instead
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Severed the clocks hand and pat myself on the back!
To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag
Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf
Maybe with this mindset i've already fucked myself
Relying on myself
And if you pay for that yourself
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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