Sacrifice for Survival

LYRICS:

Feeling the pain inside of my veins

It is getting hard for me to maintain

Cause Every single day I'm losing my brain

I might just jump right in front of a train

Feeling my brain

Splat floor

Shoot up the building then run out the door

Spreading my wings & I fly like a crow

& im hitting these bitches I'm cold like the snow

I ain't got no gas in my car

Bitch I'm broke

Feeling like I am just drowning inside of the river and I cannot float

Row

Rowing Inside of my boat

& I feel like I'm drowning inside of the liquor

I'm Sipping on top of bottle

Because I know that it gets me fucked up quicker

I have given into my addictions

I'm Filled with prescriptions

These Holes inside my life

Man What the fuck am I missing

Is it because how I look

Make you think think that I cannot read book

If you think that then I know you are shook

Staring at me then your soul it is took

Look

Sell my soul to the devil for a million dollars

I am just muathafuckin monster

I don't need a collar

Sharpen up my fucking fangs like vampire

Everybody round me getting burned with a damn lighter

Rolling like tire

Bitxh I Rip apart the fucking beat

I don't give a damn if you think you from the fucking streets

Bitch I was raised in the fucking Houston Texas

So it's only right that I show you how I'm wreckless,,

Hook:

I ain't got no gas in my car bitch I'm broke

Toss your body in the fucking river watch it float

Everytime I move i be feel like a ghost

Everybody always claiming that they want the most

Yeah Hoe

Bitch I burning like damn lighter

I don't give a fuck I'm lighting everything on fire

I'm an arsonist, and no bitch I will not retire

And every year, my music blowing up I'm getting higher

My empire

Second verse:

I be feeling so damn depressed

Make me wanna put a bullet up inside of my chest

I got fans all around

The muthafucka world

I really wanna pull a bitch up inside of a dress

I Wanna a foreign hoe

But you know how that go bro

Gotta start doing all these muthafuckin shows

Nobody really wanna come to a fucking show

Till you start getting all the muthauckin dough

Listen up

I am so damn depressed

I got the job

Then they hired someone else

I confess

I got a job interview

In another fucking week

I try to keep my head up

But the hatred seeps

Creeping

Inside of my soul

Making me cold

Feeling like I need the gold

I am broke as fuxk bitch

Don't know where to go

Need to stack up all my dough

Not funny

When you got no money in your fucking bank

Feeling like a fish

No water in my fucking tank

Anxiety attack when I'm smoking fucking dank

And all these muthafuckas thinking that I'm bout to faint