SugarFree

Fuck it, I'ma do it myself
Let it drop from the top
Just defending my belt
Got a pep in my step
I make that sure it's felt
Actin' cold, then I flip
Crank it up, make 'em melt
We the reason that every season, it never stop
Breaking down the record, just a day at the job
Even when I leave, there is notes on the wall
My biggest fear is the one who's dead
I pick you up and you fall

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'
Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one
ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'
Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

Drop top, me, sugar-free with my arm hanging out
Swing the blade like Maguire with my tongue hanging out
All the lights aren't on but the eyes on me
Blacked out, cashed, going live, five, four, three

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'
Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one
ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'
Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one

I ain't leaving until they bleedin'
Bitch, I'm done when I'm done
I'm starvin' like Karen Carpenter
We fall, it just begun
Hate runnin' through my blood, ayy
Generation rust
You can call yourself the best
But you dirt, just when I'm done

Dirt roads to the soul
No lights when we roll
Like action, we'll get you poked
Li-like beats to make a flow
Your passion is just a joke
My castle, it got the moat
Tryna infiltrate the picture
We put that gauge to your skull, oh (SESH)

ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'
Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one
ForbiddenImage make you dead and get you movin'
Thinking about the blunt, BONES fuck up another one



Credits
Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Logan Walden
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