Lyrics

Smoking in the back, I don't know where I'm at I do a lot of drugs, Imma die and that's a fact Scratches on my back, shawty leak and then she tap Smoking out the pack I ain't never gonna pass Dying in my room with my mind stuck on you Bad bitches hit my phone you know I'm coming through Chopping up the script so I can die in my whip Imma whip it off the bridge watch my civic do a flip Running in, with my mask Wrapping up everything and then I put it in the bag Exit out the back, run in like track Under all the pressure I ain't never gonna crack Taking the pills so I don't feel anything Because in my brain it plays all our memories Waking up at noon I don't leave my fucking room Swear to God really want to see myself lose Self sabotage everyday it's the mood Self sabotage only thing that I can do Hit 100k I still wanna blow my brain yah Whatchu gon' say when Saliva in the grave? I Bet you won't say I was such a fucking waste Tell the fucking truth tell 'em I was in the way I don't want no material shit Except a .38 in my grip And one hollow to put me to bed Night night lullaby yeah yeah Imma die die it's alright yeah yeah I die it's alright yeah yeah Imma die die it's alright yeah yeah I die it's alright yeah yeah Smoking in the back, I don't know where I'm at I do a lot of drugs, Imma die and that's a fact Scratches on my back, shawty leak and then she tap Smoking out the pack I ain't never gonna pass
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