Why is death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
And my tears go to the sky
Bitch don't lie
Heart at the bottom of my cup pour me up more line
It hurt when you find out the real been fake whole time
Now it got me sick that back door never crossed my mind
I can count on my hands who really love me like they say they do
I was counting my bands I hit the locks 'fore you came in the room
I'm aware of my stash spot
Streets taught me some shit you can't learn in the school
How many niggas be really pushing that bag like they say they do
You know I move shit like U-Haul
We was getting that food dawg
30 Round clip with two drums
Open my ears when you talk
Nobody perfect can't be too flawed
Talk to me girl what you want
Bitch gon' give me her whole heart
Say she gon' kiss me through the phone
I know my heart tore apart but
I could be a backbone
Why is death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
And my tears go to the sky
Tell the truth to me bitch don't lie
Heart in my cup no line
When the real been fake whole time
Feel like I done been stabbed in my spine
Now it's death all on my mind
Now it's death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
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Why is death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
And my tears go to the sky
Bitch don't lie
Heart at the bottom of my cup pour me up more line
It hurt when you find out the real been fake whole time
Now it got me sick that back door never crossed my mind
I can count on my hands who really love me like they say they do
I was counting my bands I hit the locks 'fore you came in the room
I'm aware of my stash spot
Streets taught me some shit you can't learn in the school
How many niggas be really pushing that bag like they say they do
You know I move shit like U-Haul
We was getting that food dawg
30 Round clip with two drums
Open my ears when you talk
Nobody perfect can't be too flawed
Talk to me girl what you want
Bitch gon' give me her whole heart
Say she gon' kiss me through the phone
I know my heart tore apart but
I could be a backbone
Why is death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
And my tears go to the sky
Tell the truth to me bitch don't lie
Heart in my cup no line
When the real been fake whole time
Feel like I done been stabbed in my spine
Now it's death all on my mind
Now it's death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
And my tears go to the sky
Bitch don't lie
Heart at the bottom of my cup pour me up more line
It hurt when you find out the real been fake whole time
Now it got me sick that back door never crossed my mind
I can count on my hands who really love me like they say they do
I was counting my bands I hit the locks 'fore you came in the room
I'm aware of my stash spot
Streets taught me some shit you can't learn in the school
How many niggas be really pushing that bag like they say they do
You know I move shit like U-Haul
We was getting that food dawg
30 Round clip with two drums
Open my ears when you talk
Nobody perfect can't be too flawed
Talk to me girl what you want
Bitch gon' give me her whole heart
Say she gon' kiss me through the phone
I know my heart tore apart but
I could be a backbone
Why is death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
And my tears go to the sky
Tell the truth to me bitch don't lie
Heart in my cup no line
When the real been fake whole time
Feel like I done been stabbed in my spine
Now it's death all on my mind
Now it's death all on my mind
And I'm so fit to survive
And I keep on getting high
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
I'm so fit to survive
Writer: White Boxhead
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