Coffin (feat. Luv)

Posted on the corner selling crack like my daddy At least that's what these white boys thinking when we ride in the caddy Like you ain't ever seen a spic living his life in the valley I had it up to here with this, I'm boutta chew em like taffy, I got Too many problems in this bitch, too many problems with my bitch Too many thoughts on my conscious, too many hoes all on my dick Now pardon the blood on my mattress, devil on shoulder in white dress It kinda look like my reflection, never will pardon my madness Where the fuck you think you going homie, what set is you repping How much you paid for that jacket, I like those shoes that you wearing You got some beef with me lil homie, you deaf is you stupid I told you to empty them pockets pussy don't keep me waiting Fuck I might just snap in this bitch, yo why you keep on staring Thought I made this shit crystal clear, I want them kicks you wearing Bitch I got a gun to your head, you think I won't bang that pistol Better say your prayers little bitch and hope that your friends will miss you That your friends will miss you, that your friends will miss you Yes, I can't relate, my own friends don't miss me That your friends will miss you, that your friends will miss you Yes, I can't relate, my friends they don't miss me, wait Where the condom, guess it's fuck the world raw I might fuck you and your bitch and put that shit on Worldstar Now we viral, smoke myself my eyes low Preach to me to keep you live but you ain't got no bible So annoying, and you know it Really who taught you that, I could make fun of that They don't make fun of me Gimme my losses back, gimme my coffin back, no wait Yes, I was there but I am not a witness I am not a suspect, yes I blew his thoughts out I had to outlive him, promise I'm the victim The whole world's against me, everyone unfriends me Ran his pockets, paper chasing, now the world so friendly Everything is full of shit, why my body so empty No one really gets me, I don't even get me I wake up like every morning thoughts of my own ending So annoying, and you know it Really who taught you that, i could make fun of that They don't make fun of me Gimme my losses back, gimme my coffin back, no wait