Lil Parachute

I just woke up, feeling nothing today They ain't got a lot of answers they got nothing to say I got cash flex on me but they dying away They ain't got a fuckin fate and they ain't got a second place Can't come back now, they can't bring me down Like a toy soldier bitch i'm stuck up in the ground Don't fuck with me clique bitch we smoking by the pound You ain't got no fuckin loud, find you in the lost and found (eh) I don't give a fuck about my cash I can't even never bounce it back (eh) How many more dead fuckers on the floor Yeah think I need a four that's that shit that I adore Ring di ding ding ding took your bitch for a spin Young motherfucker thinking that he gone win In a different timezone Bitch you ain't in my zone Thats just my zone something that i'm gonna die for I be the war veteran, I get lost like madeleine Convo with the devil he ask me like how the fuck I been Cake on my plate, mona lisa with the paint I'm fed up of being rejected by these mothafuckin fakes (eh) I don't know, where the fuck I go They don't got no fuckin morals Thats what gold a calling broke (eh) You don't want no smoke cuz that shit a make you choke She don't love you she love coke, cuz that shit A make her cope I don't know where the fuck i'm going with life Dirty with the sprite She a freak she love to bite Thinking bout my vision and i'm thinking bout tonight Yeah that pussy tight Bet that shit a bring me light Everyday on a flight, feel the same just pay the price Devil knocking on the door and he tell me that my shit nice The Goldmane, legacy is made I ain't dying broke I'll make sure that I'll get paid