F**k the Industry

Back from the dead like I'm Jesus

Skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious

Ruby da Cherry ripe for the season

Suicide boys, yeah, we still breathin'

I'm the black sheep of this music industry shit

Used to be a flock of us but now the flock's depletin'

7th ward Charizard, I melt the ice you claim is freezin'

'Cause I was born in April, I'm the shiny diamond heathen

Y'all fuck boys who claimed they push keys, all deleted

Then fuck boys claimed they got swag

All competing for the same Gucci sweater

That I been had the reciept, bitch

I'm the fucking wave

Y'all just stuck in a bed, in a room, on a cruise

Throwing up 'cause you seasick

While your bitch is cheating on you

I'm the one who beatin'

I'm just saying, y'all think that I'm playin'

But I ain't got a reason to

'98 Benz coupe looking like Pikachu

'99 Benz coupe looking like Beatlejuice

Whatever

Who gives a fuck?

I still feel like a teen recluse

'Bout to give these needles use

Numb me up, uh

Numb me up, uh

Numb me up, uh

Numb me up, uh

Numb me up, uh

Numb me up, uh

Numb me up, uh

We're just gonna wait here for a little while

Till things quiet down, if you don't mind

Hear no evil, see no evil

Speak no evil, right

Find myself speaking to ghosts a bit more often now

Devil's die too, Lucifer bound for the ground, pussy

Get some money, watch how many hands come reachin' out

What

Lit up my cigarette, another accident

Fuck anybody that thinks I'm a saint

Fuck anybody that want me to change

No one changes ever

That's why my glock's on the dresser

And if I'm keepin' it real

I'm never ever lacking, try me

Motherfuckers know slick ain't never ever slacking

Whether the shotgun or the 9 millemeter

They be knowin' Scrimmy keeping the heater

Nonetheless, got my people up my ass

Worried I'mma blow my brains on the glass

I smoke a cigarette and laugh

Kettles calling pots black

But sometimes I get violent, silent

The fuck I'm supposed to do

When cut throat always the problem?

That's why Cut Throat cuts throats

With the sharp blade though

Yeah my fade go on Easter

Signed Germ said, ball like the Lakers

DNS3 pipe up, what it be?

They know they scared of it

Suicide dead boys, keep a tribe with me

G59, don't give a fuck boy

I don't give a fuck boy

Don't give a fuck boy

Hear no evil, see no evil

Speak no evil, right

Hear no evil, see no evil

Speak no evil, yeah

Hear no evil, speak no evil

See no evil, bitch