Xiiseethe - 1929 Lyrics

I be on my grind, why is your girl on my line
I said my life's alright but really its just fine

Gonna crash the car like stocks in great depression
Gonna need more therapy when is my next session
I am gonna blow up, i don't ask i jus take it
I be smoking dope for depression and you fake it

Gotta watch my back cause it be looking like a dart board
I be high enough what the f*ck i need a dart for

First time i greened out was in a mother f*cking trap house
First time i found love was in a mother f*cking trap house

Dont be talking shit ill run up on you with a stinger
You think i give a shit but i don't, and thats a stinger

I be on my grind, why is your girl on my line
I said may lifes alright but really its just fine

Gonna crash the car like the stocks in great depression
Gonna need more therapy when is my next session

Chillin with the boys and a hundred f*cking backwoods
Squad smoking dope out of bottles in the backwoods