Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Lockdown now confined to stone walls
Vision of a prison I'm stuck with no calls
Looking out the window and watch the snow fall
Spitting all the writtens committing a faux pas
Cellophane game looking right up it's plastic
Think it's gotten f*cking better but shit has been getting drastic
Pass the f*cking papers to roll up another wood
Might be doing all the shit that they wanted but never could
Sticking up a sign and I'm wearing a balaclava
Bitches never saw me and going and starting drama
F*ck a pig snitching I'm riding inside Impalas
Got the purple up on me they might mistake me for the Ballas
Secondhand bitches they're breathing the blunt smoke
They're reciting all the words and the lyrics I once wrote
Sipping everyday while they're gripping up on the tec
Roll a couple of bundles while they be ripping on the deck
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Never knowing pain I'm injecting the novocaine
I've been waiting all alone and avoiding the soaking rain
Thinking in my mind I just wanted to smoke a strain
Calming every f*cking nerve and the wanting to blow my brain
Venom in my pocket and flowing into my vein
Got the blood up on the carpet eroding into a stain
Gone without a trace and I'm taking a second look
Caught a vision of the drugs that you wanted but never took
Cash in account got the FAFSA dispersed
But I feel so dead feel the cash is a curse
Never felt better but I never felt great
I just got that pay bout a year too late
Truth of my time yeah the truth got told
Got the drugs out back when the drugs got sold
Deals went bad but the deals got made
And we ate real good when the bills got paid
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
YCK - Just Wanted to Say Thank You for Nothing Lyrics
YCK - Just Wanted to Say Thank You for Nothing Lyrics
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Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Lockdown now confined to stone walls
Vision of a prison I'm stuck with no calls
Looking out the window and watch the snow fall
Spitting all the writtens committing a faux pas
Cellophane game looking right up it's plastic
Think it's gotten f*cking better but shit has been getting drastic
Pass the f*cking papers to roll up another wood
Might be doing all the shit that they wanted but never could
Sticking up a sign and I'm wearing a balaclava
Bitches never saw me and going and starting drama
F*ck a pig snitching I'm riding inside Impalas
Got the purple up on me they might mistake me for the Ballas
Secondhand bitches they're breathing the blunt smoke
They're reciting all the words and the lyrics I once wrote
Sipping everyday while they're gripping up on the tec
Roll a couple of bundles while they be ripping on the deck
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Never knowing pain I'm injecting the novocaine
I've been waiting all alone and avoiding the soaking rain
Thinking in my mind I just wanted to smoke a strain
Calming every f*cking nerve and the wanting to blow my brain
Venom in my pocket and flowing into my vein
Got the blood up on the carpet eroding into a stain
Gone without a trace and I'm taking a second look
Caught a vision of the drugs that you wanted but never took
Cash in account got the FAFSA dispersed
But I feel so dead feel the cash is a curse
Never felt better but I never felt great
I just got that pay bout a year too late
Truth of my time yeah the truth got told
Got the drugs out back when the drugs got sold
Deals went bad but the deals got made
And we ate real good when the bills got paid
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Lockdown now confined to stone walls
Vision of a prison I'm stuck with no calls
Looking out the window and watch the snow fall
Spitting all the writtens committing a faux pas
Cellophane game looking right up it's plastic
Think it's gotten f*cking better but shit has been getting drastic
Pass the f*cking papers to roll up another wood
Might be doing all the shit that they wanted but never could
Sticking up a sign and I'm wearing a balaclava
Bitches never saw me and going and starting drama
F*ck a pig snitching I'm riding inside Impalas
Got the purple up on me they might mistake me for the Ballas
Secondhand bitches they're breathing the blunt smoke
They're reciting all the words and the lyrics I once wrote
Sipping everyday while they're gripping up on the tec
Roll a couple of bundles while they be ripping on the deck
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Never knowing pain I'm injecting the novocaine
I've been waiting all alone and avoiding the soaking rain
Thinking in my mind I just wanted to smoke a strain
Calming every f*cking nerve and the wanting to blow my brain
Venom in my pocket and flowing into my vein
Got the blood up on the carpet eroding into a stain
Gone without a trace and I'm taking a second look
Caught a vision of the drugs that you wanted but never took
Cash in account got the FAFSA dispersed
But I feel so dead feel the cash is a curse
Never felt better but I never felt great
I just got that pay bout a year too late
Truth of my time yeah the truth got told
Got the drugs out back when the drugs got sold
Deals went bad but the deals got made
And we ate real good when the bills got paid
Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup
Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic
Writer: YCK
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid