Tracfone

Attention all units, I think we got a jumper
Maybe it's a shooter or maybe it's just a cutter
Check his arms, bleeding out underneath the palm trees
It's all calm, no more harm, he fall off like called bees

See me stinging licks, dirty from my hair down to my kicks
Wake up sick, and go to bed sick
Probably from reppin the sick successor

Catch me picking up sticks
Stab you in the neck and a thank u next
Rap game dreamer, ya Stevie Nicks
More Nick Cave, I'm kicking against pricks

On a trust no one grind
Always too much on my mind
Lyin sayin that I'm fine
Mind a prison, doing time

Kill me off, put me out of my misery
Not from my loved ones, just from my history

Pull up on me like my bro, we'll have a knife fight
Boy I'm so electric you can call me Benjy key kite
Fisty cuffs, can't feel shit, I just want you to go goodnight
Punch you in the temple and snuff out all of your mood light

Help me please, help me breathe, help me please die
I know you don't want me to leave, don't wanna say good bye
But my time has run on too long, I gave it my best try
I wish all my best efforts weren't followed by a let down sigh



Credits
Writer(s): Lil Rosegold
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