How can I keep doin this when I can't feel my heart

All the time and work and blood and sweat and tears and burning arms

I ain't stopin

Until my livers fucking gone

I aint stopin

Until my livers fucking gone

Turn it up yeah ay

Turn it up yeah ay

There's no discerning ya

Fire how I'm burnin ya

Drunk oh how I'm yearnin ya

Fuckin onna counter top ay

Trippin like I gotta ounce of rock

Haters hear this taste a pound of salt

I'm actively dying no one cares I need a new crew

Second I stop spelling that shit out that shit proceeds you

You dumb ass motha fuckas when I wake can't feel my arms

I hope that I can end it all before the 10th of fucking march

Only this hype when I got some shots in me

You gon take this pipe baby bring that ass to me

Head game so good that mouth gave me the zoomies

Drop yo name on a song and now you wanna sue me

Bitch what's up

It's so good you make me wanna get fucked up

Now Bitch what's up

I'm so drunk you make me wanna throw it up

Man I hope you're ready

Got two shots in the jetty

Pop that cork like it's confetti

It's known I'm a little heady

Always fuck when fine shit ready

Call the cops on my own family if you really tryna press me

Ain't a soul up on this earth I wouldn't disown if you temp me

You still talkin that shit sent me

You riri like you made fenty

My fam only like to rent me

See me round for like 2 weeks then fuck me up and then reset me yeah

It's so fucking nice to be round you it's paradise

Disregard the part where I feel fuckin paralyzed

Every time I start chuggin I roll a whole new pair of dice

Roll a 20

Yeah

Call me a boss

Then slit on my wrist you just slit it for fame don't call me again

Nobody actually wanna be here hangin with some la