Germ - Survivor's Guilt Lyrics

I-I, I, I
(Ayy, Noble)

I done seen some shit I can't unsee, I swear the world hatin' on me
Left me dirty, left me mournin', touched on fire, third-degree
Ready to die type beat, ready to slide, fight me
I did some wrong, not in so long, but my fire gon' stay with me
I'm tryin' ride 'round AMG, come fly away with me
Just blew a bag in London, 'bout to take you to Paris
I'm tryin' ride round AMG, come fly away with me
Just blew a bag in London, 'bout to take you to Paris

I been that problem from the jump, I ran amok ain't give no f*ck
My buzz was up and I ain't never felt like I needed love
Now it's gone, I need it back, I ride alone, smoke my whole sack
Thinkin' 'bout how I'ma bring you back, or how I'm gon' to cop you that new bag
I ain't poppin' bottles, I'm been downin' Wockhardt
I been slidin' through the city feelin' like a shark
I just wanna take a life around this bitch
Rendezvous and slidin' through these spots just tryin' to catch a dude
I been on how high, I been too damn high
I seen the damn sky, angels on my side
Demons on me, demons in the dark
Demons in the car, see some demons in the park
I'm still aimin' for big bank, you little boys got big rank
We ran it up like shark tank, thank you for them headaches
All for the risk take
I need it all, be straight faced, I see you on your best day

I done seen some shit I can't unsee, I swear the world hatin' on me
Left me dirty, left me mournin', touched on fire, third-degree
Ready to die type beat, ready to slide, fight me
I did some wrong, not in so long, but my fire gon' stay with me
I'm tryin' ride 'round AMG, come fly away with me
Just blew a bag in London, 'bout to take you to Paris
I'm tryin' ride round AMG, come fly away with me
Just blew a bag in London, 'bout to take you to Paris