I Can't Fold

Shit
Damn GRIMM really snaped on the beat
I ain't gonna lie
Look into it
Not, not even look into it like right
Just it, just it
That's okay

Tell my life story
Roaming with the pressure shit I might throw it off
I don't know about them woadie I can't fold
I don't know about them woadie I can't fold
Time just fades and my life still cold
Roaming with the pressure shit I might throw it off
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold

Yeah, hey, hey

Look listen I was two pills all in my possession
I ain't with it
Had to trap it out my mama crib
Old story, old shorty
You ain't ever even know me
Little do you know that all you is a phony

I ain't worry 'bout my worries
Keep me worried now my vision getting blurry
Lost dark in my slum but I then died too early
Ok then I fade, ok then I fade
Then I fade, then I fade
If I'm reaching for it
I'll just promise you won't take away
I can feel my chest ache just bait

That I need just feat
Feel the weakness in my knees
Black heart no disease
Just me, Just bleed
I can feel my chest ache just bait
That I need just feat
Feel the weakness in my knees
Black heart no disease
Just me, Just bleed

Hey, just me, just bleed
Hey, just me, hey
Okay

Time just fades and my life still cold
Roamin' with depression shit it made me wanna go
38 cock back, now my mental wanna explode
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold
Time just fades and my life still cold

Roamin' with depression shit it made me wanna go
38 cock back, now my mental wanna explode
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold
Time just fades and my life still cold

But woadie I can't fold
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold
Time just fades and my life still cold
I don't know about them but woadie I can't fold

Young Beelzebub by the pit
Hold a bitch like that bit
We the clique that be rolling too thick
Got that itch from the pain pills
You don't know how pain feel

I'm up with the tranquills
We not in a safe feel
My mouth closed and you squeal
You work jobs while I steal
You high while I stand still
Then float while I look through bodies in the sea
Man I'm looking for reasons

To try and act decent
And stay but I'm leaving
To fill with them demons
My clique filled with heathens
Who get sick of breathing every fucking season

I'm Christ bitch I'm Jesus
I'm bred out of grey
The alpha omega
The lord of decay
I'm the one they gave up on
They left me a stray
Now they breeded a beast and
You fuckboys the prey
Fuck with the clique and you might die today
In the shadows I stay, stay, stay

Blood splatters on a polo jacket
Back of the trunk
I'm swagging
From the victim I was dragging
Napping the fuckboy yeah
Copping thirst from all my enemies
Locked in with FTP

I got the password
And I get the free
Fucked in my memory
Forgot my identity
Lost in the endless sea
Wait now, debree
Has become me relentlessly
Tempting me to move back yeah
Now I'm broke with no cash

Got to have tank of gas
Which is emptying fast
Destination ain't my destiny
Trying to shine effortlessly
Check and see

$uicide end up blown up on MTV
Got a bomb strapped to my chest
Fuck every industry, fashion and both fuck the song fuck the drugs
I don't give a fuck
Please let me rest



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Rivera, Aristos Petrou, Christian Michael Cardoza, Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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