HandbookForTheRecentlyDeceased

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These motherfuckers hate me, why?

'Cause I got it out of dirt and now my money to the sky

It's the ones that's always bitchin gon' be bitches 'til they die

If you love me like you said, how you don't wanna see me shine?

How many days I wanted death, how many nights that I done cried?

Everyone gonna leave me anyway, so it is I I shall rely

How many times I had to lie to my motherfuckin' self?

Just to shield me from the damage that the truth might inflict

Black eyes, bloody fist, black diamond Carti' wrist

When I was down, nobody called, bitch, ain't no one gave a shit

Ain't nobody gave me shit, had to take it like a robber, bitch

You pussy, nine lives, but I got that .9 up in my pocket, bitch

Rap game, I'm on top of it, your favorite rapper's favorite

Reppin' that graveyard conglomerate

Hittin' with them hollow tips I pinky, pinky promise, bitch

Call me Dr. Death, throw it all away just for my fuckin' clique