Bitch I'm steady josing, walls are talking, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck 'em all
Four white walls, I don't recall, no thoughts, no feelings, lost 'em all
Stuttering retarded shit, these pills don't work, I need some more
Police talking, four recordings, give no f*cks mane, f*ck da law
Enter the void with Codeine in my cup
F*ck, I don't f*ck with life bitch, I don't have no luck
Rehabs for quitters and I don't give up
Bitch I'm cocking the nine if you wanna act tough
Bitch I'm down for this life you don't want me get buck
Triple six killers ain't no one like us
All of these f*ckboy's won't get off my nuts
So just tell me good riddance and then get to f*ck, cunt
Rolling grams in the Cadillac
Cadillac, step back, relax before you head your head cracked
I'ma yung broke kid with a burden on my back
I ain't never been shit but a number on a stat
When I stack, skull crack, vile rap we attack
I'ma run this motherf*cker off the whole damn map
I'ma run inside yo crib, take yo whole damn stash
And I keep a blade on me if he wanna shit bag
Put 'em in the dirt
Bitch we riding in the hearse
How much is your life worth?
I been born with a curse
Bitch I been creeping and lurking with blades
I'ma surgeon my life been a burden
This kush I been burning, my brain always hurting
The f*ck is the purpose, this shit feeling worthless
This shit feeling worthless
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Bitch I'm steady josing, walls are talking, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck 'em all
Four white walls, I don't recall, no thoughts, no feelings, lost 'em all
Stuttering retarded shit, these pills don't work, I need some more
Police talking, four recordings, give no f*cks mane, f*ck da law
Enter the void with Codeine in my cup
F*ck, I don't f*ck with life bitch, I don't have no luck
Rehabs for quitters and I don't give up
Bitch I'm cocking the nine if you wanna act tough
Bitch I'm down for this life you don't want me get buck
Triple six killers ain't no one like us
All of these f*ckboy's won't get off my nuts
So just tell me good riddance and then get to f*ck, cunt
Rolling grams in the Cadillac
Cadillac, step back, relax before you head your head cracked
I'ma yung broke kid with a burden on my back
I ain't never been shit but a number on a stat
When I stack, skull crack, vile rap we attack
I'ma run this motherf*cker off the whole damn map
I'ma run inside yo crib, take yo whole damn stash
And I keep a blade on me if he wanna shit bag
Put 'em in the dirt
Bitch we riding in the hearse
How much is your life worth?
I been born with a curse
Bitch I been creeping and lurking with blades
I'ma surgeon my life been a burden
This kush I been burning, my brain always hurting
The f*ck is the purpose, this shit feeling worthless
This shit feeling worthless
Four white walls, I don't recall, no thoughts, no feelings, lost 'em all
Stuttering retarded shit, these pills don't work, I need some more
Police talking, four recordings, give no f*cks mane, f*ck da law
Enter the void with Codeine in my cup
F*ck, I don't f*ck with life bitch, I don't have no luck
Rehabs for quitters and I don't give up
Bitch I'm cocking the nine if you wanna act tough
Bitch I'm down for this life you don't want me get buck
Triple six killers ain't no one like us
All of these f*ckboy's won't get off my nuts
So just tell me good riddance and then get to f*ck, cunt
Rolling grams in the Cadillac
Cadillac, step back, relax before you head your head cracked
I'ma yung broke kid with a burden on my back
I ain't never been shit but a number on a stat
When I stack, skull crack, vile rap we attack
I'ma run this motherf*cker off the whole damn map
I'ma run inside yo crib, take yo whole damn stash
And I keep a blade on me if he wanna shit bag
Put 'em in the dirt
Bitch we riding in the hearse
How much is your life worth?
I been born with a curse
Bitch I been creeping and lurking with blades
I'ma surgeon my life been a burden
This kush I been burning, my brain always hurting
The f*ck is the purpose, this shit feeling worthless
This shit feeling worthless
Writer: Dane Gilbert, Wolfgang Beaumont
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