Lyrics

Oh, my God Why have you forsaken me? Why have you forsaken me? Why are these boys always tryna be so fucking fake with me? When I die, I got nothing that I wanna take with me Bury me Bury me Pussy are you daring me? Dancing with the devil Got my demons there with me No love in the air, I knew that you were never there for me People make me sick, I don't care if you care for me Say a prayer for me (ayy) Say a prayer for me (ayy, ayy) I'm too forsaken Y'all pussies for Satan All my bitches universal and my niggas come gun blazin' Cook this beat mignon filet So what the fuck they sayin'? Keep they bitches in my spaceship Saber playin' on her station You don't really know what it look like huh? When a nigga like me come through so fresh so clean On the scene, bitch I'm big like pun All this weed, I gotta light some All these hoes, I gotta pipe one Fuck that, that's dead, I pass it to the bro If they ahead me, then I pass 'em for sure My show, I need my cash, my dough I won't give up my place at the round table Take a sip of the holy grail and pass to the left Like clockwork, I'm sick of counting these minutes down My patient's patiently waiting for his final breath When I talk I know you don't think that I sound stable Pull a stick on a motherfucker and shoot through his chest I have run through my trials and all my tribulations It's up to God if he thinks I passed the test Why have you forsaken me? Why have you forsaken me? Why are these boys always tryna be so fucking fake with me? When I die, I got nothing that I wanna take with me Bury me Bury me Pussy are you daring me? Dancing with the devil Got my demons there with me No love in the air, I knew that you were never there for me People make me sick, I don't care if you care for me Say a prayer for me Say a prayer for me Why have you forsaken me? Why have you forsaken me? Why these boys always tryna be so damn fucking fake with me? When I die, I got nothing that I wanna take with me Bury me Bury me Pussy are you daring me? Dancing with the devil Got my demons there with me No love in the air, I knew that you were never there for me People make me sick, I don't care if you care for me Say it with me Descend into madness Say a prayer for me I need that bag 'cause I can't wait no mo' So little nigga, show that money what you waitin' fo' I mix that Henny with the trauma tryna stay afloat But it's not workin' I'm still hangin' from that fishing pole For real Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani Tell me why these burdens in my life are set upon me Swing! (Swing) My suffering is funny I don't give a fuck if you hate me or you love me, yuh
Writer(s): James Mcclary Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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