My brains on f*cking fire
I'm tired
I'm falling prior
To procrastination and changes
How I hate all these ages
One is a white bitch who is craving a f*cking haven
No metaphor that's a statement
I am not one with patience
No Caucasian with basics
No race is contagious
I am my own creation
You think our nation is racist
Look at the other stations
Got the best situation
Ima bitch to temptation
Go over dedication
Mom and Dad wanted a divorce at 5
All of the sudden, they splittin at 9
One year, 3 kids at an airline
3 kids that's his only lifeline
No finances, killing his mind
I could've left my sister blind
Gotta hotline
Not online
Gotta decline
Gotta incline
What the f*ck, you 15
And your going on ig
And showing your double d's
F*cking jump
Talking about weapons, you a f*cking chump
F*ck is up
I bet you never holded a damn gun
Damn son
You think you're putting the pressure
Try me, and I'll leave your head severed
You try so hard to be woke
Your worse than an overdose
My patience is getting thinner than a f*cking line of coke
In public, I choke on my words like I'm having a f*cking stroke
Shattered bones
F*ck with hoes
I'm not with ya
Drown myself in some alcohol
Take shots with ya
I could a single f*ck if bitches really f*ck with ya
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My brains on f*cking fire
I'm tired
I'm falling prior
To procrastination and changes
How I hate all these ages
One is a white bitch who is craving a f*cking haven
No metaphor that's a statement
I am not one with patience
No Caucasian with basics
No race is contagious
I am my own creation
You think our nation is racist
Look at the other stations
Got the best situation
Ima bitch to temptation
Go over dedication
Mom and Dad wanted a divorce at 5
All of the sudden, they splittin at 9
One year, 3 kids at an airline
3 kids that's his only lifeline
No finances, killing his mind
I could've left my sister blind
Gotta hotline
Not online
Gotta decline
Gotta incline
What the f*ck, you 15
And your going on ig
And showing your double d's
F*cking jump
Talking about weapons, you a f*cking chump
F*ck is up
I bet you never holded a damn gun
Damn son
You think you're putting the pressure
Try me, and I'll leave your head severed
You try so hard to be woke
Your worse than an overdose
My patience is getting thinner than a f*cking line of coke
In public, I choke on my words like I'm having a f*cking stroke
Shattered bones
F*ck with hoes
I'm not with ya
Drown myself in some alcohol
Take shots with ya
I could a single f*ck if bitches really f*ck with ya
I'm tired
I'm falling prior
To procrastination and changes
How I hate all these ages
One is a white bitch who is craving a f*cking haven
No metaphor that's a statement
I am not one with patience
No Caucasian with basics
No race is contagious
I am my own creation
You think our nation is racist
Look at the other stations
Got the best situation
Ima bitch to temptation
Go over dedication
Mom and Dad wanted a divorce at 5
All of the sudden, they splittin at 9
One year, 3 kids at an airline
3 kids that's his only lifeline
No finances, killing his mind
I could've left my sister blind
Gotta hotline
Not online
Gotta decline
Gotta incline
What the f*ck, you 15
And your going on ig
And showing your double d's
F*cking jump
Talking about weapons, you a f*cking chump
F*ck is up
I bet you never holded a damn gun
Damn son
You think you're putting the pressure
Try me, and I'll leave your head severed
You try so hard to be woke
Your worse than an overdose
My patience is getting thinner than a f*cking line of coke
In public, I choke on my words like I'm having a f*cking stroke
Shattered bones
F*ck with hoes
I'm not with ya
Drown myself in some alcohol
Take shots with ya
I could a single f*ck if bitches really f*ck with ya
Writer: Lucas Kincaid
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid