Im going off with the rhymes in my head
I really wish a was dead
Like me glued to my bed
Just waiting for the day I see red
Cant you see, like me cant be with a hoe like you
I catch a clue
And you be turning me blue, you already knew
Fool me once, fool me twice, really been rolling the dice
Really trynna be mister nice
All you making me do is pay the price
What the f*ck
My baby
Wait
Im used to it
Im used to it
What the f*ck you expect from me
After all you've done to me
Look at what you've done to me
All these memories just gone leave
Look at all these you've f*cked
You expect me to be real tough
Just gotta say this ain't my luck
Just trynna say my life is real tough
Suicide on my mind
Do or die gotta try
Im used to it
Im used to it
I don't got energy for the temporary shit
Ion even got energy to live anymore with the shits
Call me mr metronome cause my life beating me faster than I could let you know