When it's all said & done
Mhm, uh, yeah, okay like dance to me, baby
Dance with me, ayy, dance with me
Uh, ayy, yuh
If death is my only option I'm like "fuck it, I'm Rocky"
God knocked me off my high horse
High of course and my vocal point
Pour a pint of my opioid at my grave doing backflips
Tears stretch like elastic, tears droppin'
I'm near knocking my noggin my conscious
But fuck this world, 'cause it could swallow me
(?), overdose and retire me
Hear no evil, see no evil, fear no demon
I'm a product of Ms. Abigail
Man, I just (?) what she's teachin'
We scheme on those who plot slow
And flick like boogers and start a snot nose
Vaminos on this highway to hell and I'm dodgin' plotholes
Infectionally through injection, black rose (?) upgrown
I told myself to be home before the street lights come on
With my life I've been involved, shit, that's truth to be told
I've been runnin' from past mistake
Runnin' from my past was my fate
I take this good and bad and I mix it
Couldn't grab a grip just to fix it
And when it's all said and done I low my life with a gun
Every bullet is regret so I'm gon' pop 'til there's none
I'm tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums
Tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums, yeah
When it's all said and done I low my life with a gun
Every bullet is regret so I'm gon' pop 'til there's none
Tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums
Tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums
Dance with me, ayy, dance with me
Uh, ayy, yuh
If death is my only option I'm like "fuck it, I'm Rocky"
God knocked me off my high horse
High of course and my vocal point
Pour a pint of my opioid at my grave doing backflips
Tears stretch like elastic, tears droppin'
I'm near knocking my noggin my conscious
But fuck this world, 'cause it could swallow me
(?), overdose and retire me
Hear no evil, see no evil, fear no demon
I'm a product of Ms. Abigail
Man, I just (?) what she's teachin'
We scheme on those who plot slow
And flick like boogers and start a snot nose
Vaminos on this highway to hell and I'm dodgin' plotholes
Infectionally through injection, black rose (?) upgrown
I told myself to be home before the street lights come on
With my life I've been involved, shit, that's truth to be told
I've been runnin' from past mistake
Runnin' from my past was my fate
I take this good and bad and I mix it
Couldn't grab a grip just to fix it
And when it's all said and done I low my life with a gun
Every bullet is regret so I'm gon' pop 'til there's none
I'm tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums
Tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums, yeah
When it's all said and done I low my life with a gun
Every bullet is regret so I'm gon' pop 'til there's none
Tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums
Tryna get rich quick, get grandma up out them slums
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Writer(s): Isaiah Rivera, Christian Cardoza
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