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H-hey
Aye, aye, yuh, aye
Yo I haven't made a song like this in a fucking while dude
DoubleR, DoubleR

I say goodbye to my life, say goodbye to my time, say goodbye to my high
I say goodbye to my life, say goodbye to my time, say goodbye to my high

Hey, yuh
Somebody's hitting my phone (wait no)
I can't control who's next
Rummaging round the throne (Halo)
These fucks gon claim they best
Somebody's hitting my phone (Wait no)
I can't control who's next
Best give em the hex, kill em like pest's
Fucking round with no lesson

Fuckers don't try for this, no rhyme no time, and they mic is shit
When they hit my line ain't no curves in that
Say they'll die for this when they high as sat (aye aye)
Burn over the eternal flame, Scorching watching them over the game
(Closely) I'm mostly insane
check em no pulse cause their hearts in vain
mines vice tight like these lyrics I write
And I might try to find someone who's really the type to die twice
Resurrected coming back to me friend like crime heist's
'Harvey', 'Ray' and the rest fucking with 'Dark Eyes'
Ugh I shoulda been locked away two box of rocks that's a lot of pay
No home, no phone that's a lot of pain
You go flip my name but that ain't shit
And before I die need a pay off slip
Work a four five nine, think ya made of mince
Cause you be on that beef like you be riding bullshit (huh wait wait)

I say goodbye to my time, say goodbye to my life, say goodbye to my high
Say goodbye to this
I say goodbye to my time say goodbye to my life, say goodbye to my high
Say goodbye to my -

Tame I never complain with the pain, days that I wish I drained all the rain
Gutter, cutter, shoulda, woulda
But everything's the same bitch I coulda
Underneath the skin is a human that's damaged how did he manage to suck it up like I lost my step
Lost my meds and I lost my breath
Giving props to death singing I'm not ready yet

But he's hitting my phone (wait no)
I can't control who's next
Rummaging around the throne (Halo)
These fucks gon claim they best
Somebody's hitting my phone (Wait no)
I can't control who's next
Best give em the hex, kill em like pest's
Fucking round with no lesson



Credits
Writer(s): Reece Bramley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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