Why these niggas on my dick always wanting shit?
Why these bitches hit my line like some type of trick?
I can't feel my problems here bitch I'm floatin'
Demons catchin' up, damn, f*ck it roll again
I had dreams when we was cruisin' in a Maybach
I just wonder what I did for you to scrape that
Had to move back with my momma, this shit crazy
Damn
Bro prioritized the bag, I got snaked for real
Guess it's right back to the bottom, get my sack up
Bro, told me don't worry, bro, you gon' be back up
Shit, I don't even wanna get this back up
Shit, I don't even wanna get my bag up
Just accept my faith, this a fall from grace
I done got replaced
F*ck amazing grace
Right now I'm at my lowest, no one's savin' me
No one's savin' me
Right now I'm at my lowest, no one's savin me
Ain't no savin' me
Right now I'm at my lowest ain't no savin' me
I don't want you niggas either I'll just wait and die
I'll just wait till niggas kill me ain't no lack tryin
I been dead a long time, look me in my eyes
F*ck
Damn
I been dead since a nigga turned like 16
Introverted nigga chasing after big dreams
I made 2K and I felt like I was Uncle Phil
At 19 I made a hundred, shit was gettin' real
Niggas love me for my bag, even fam bro
I deserted her and sis had went to poppin' pills
Don't tell me I'll be okay
You don't know how I feel, huh
Bullets in my brain, they hurt my heart for real
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Why these niggas on my dick always wanting shit?
Why these bitches hit my line like some type of trick?
I can't feel my problems here bitch I'm floatin'
Demons catchin' up, damn, f*ck it roll again
I had dreams when we was cruisin' in a Maybach
I just wonder what I did for you to scrape that
Had to move back with my momma, this shit crazy
Damn
Bro prioritized the bag, I got snaked for real
Guess it's right back to the bottom, get my sack up
Bro, told me don't worry, bro, you gon' be back up
Shit, I don't even wanna get this back up
Shit, I don't even wanna get my bag up
Just accept my faith, this a fall from grace
I done got replaced
F*ck amazing grace
Right now I'm at my lowest, no one's savin' me
No one's savin' me
Right now I'm at my lowest, no one's savin me
Ain't no savin' me
Right now I'm at my lowest ain't no savin' me
I don't want you niggas either I'll just wait and die
I'll just wait till niggas kill me ain't no lack tryin
I been dead a long time, look me in my eyes
F*ck
Damn
I been dead since a nigga turned like 16
Introverted nigga chasing after big dreams
I made 2K and I felt like I was Uncle Phil
At 19 I made a hundred, shit was gettin' real
Niggas love me for my bag, even fam bro
I deserted her and sis had went to poppin' pills
Don't tell me I'll be okay
You don't know how I feel, huh
Bullets in my brain, they hurt my heart for real
Why these bitches hit my line like some type of trick?
I can't feel my problems here bitch I'm floatin'
Demons catchin' up, damn, f*ck it roll again
I had dreams when we was cruisin' in a Maybach
I just wonder what I did for you to scrape that
Had to move back with my momma, this shit crazy
Damn
Bro prioritized the bag, I got snaked for real
Guess it's right back to the bottom, get my sack up
Bro, told me don't worry, bro, you gon' be back up
Shit, I don't even wanna get this back up
Shit, I don't even wanna get my bag up
Just accept my faith, this a fall from grace
I done got replaced
F*ck amazing grace
Right now I'm at my lowest, no one's savin' me
No one's savin' me
Right now I'm at my lowest, no one's savin me
Ain't no savin' me
Right now I'm at my lowest ain't no savin' me
I don't want you niggas either I'll just wait and die
I'll just wait till niggas kill me ain't no lack tryin
I been dead a long time, look me in my eyes
F*ck
Damn
I been dead since a nigga turned like 16
Introverted nigga chasing after big dreams
I made 2K and I felt like I was Uncle Phil
At 19 I made a hundred, shit was gettin' real
Niggas love me for my bag, even fam bro
I deserted her and sis had went to poppin' pills
Don't tell me I'll be okay
You don't know how I feel, huh
Bullets in my brain, they hurt my heart for real
Writer: Emile Hess
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